Same. It was my "job" in the kitchen to skin the chicken after my mother cut it up for frying. She usually got a whole chicken because it was less expensive, and cut it so that there was a wishbone (for me!). But to this day, I cannot eat chicken skin.
My mother is of the "taste it and if you don't like it you don't have to eat it" school of thought, but she wouldn't make anything extra -- we had to eat at least some version of whatever she cooked. So if we had SOS, for example, I ate just the toast, since I don't like the chipped beef gravy part. We did all take our Flintstones vitamins, but never had anything like Pediasure.