Good for you! I certainly wasn't coddled; the rule in our house was that you had to have at least "a no-thank-you helping" (very small portion) of everything, so you'd at least try it. This even applied to my father, who loves raw vegetables in salads but has never loved them cooked.
The only thing I never had to eat as a child was organ meats, especially liver - my father hated those too, and mother couldn't make us BOTH eat them. She was outnumbered. :)
a very common refrain from my brother and i, to my mom, when we were growing up, was "this is okay, but don't make it again, ok?"