Mothers. Negative ramblings about mine.
My Mother has the gift of saying the worst possible thing at the worst possible time that she can.
I have, admittedly, an overly sensitive spot with respect to my weight and how I look - I know it's a poor thing to attach so much importance to, but I am overly sensitive and Don't deal well with criticism on the subject. My Mum, who has created for me an absolutely beautiful wedding dress for my impending nuptuals, seems to take my being overweight as a personal affront. Apparently my body is not Ok, only was when I was anorexic and will likely never be again, since I refuse to damage myself to that extent again.
I just wish my mother didn't feel the need to comment on my weight every time I see her. I know she's uncomfortable with how I look, and that I don't really fit her ideal of a daughter, but i'm an adult, I've been on my own for years, and I really don't need her to remind me that i'm fat. It's not helpful and it's not useful and frankly I'm really tired of hearing about it.
I love my mother, and I have mostly made my peace with any discrepancies in our points of view. I've dealt with the forced marches she and Dad took me on when I was 12 to try to get me more active, and the blind eye she turned when I started to skip meals at 13. I've stopped trying to convince her that weight is not indicative of health status (it really isn't, i'm not just using the fat girls old adage), and that it's Ok for her to have a tiny pooch after bearing 6 children and hitting her 50's. But I find it difficult to deal with the continued assault on my person every time I see her.
My Mum is a very caring and intuitive person, especially with young children, she just doesn't seem to be able to deal with people in her own family once they hit the age of 10.
I shouldn't bitch about Mum. She's simply a product of her environment and the result of her own difficult adolescence. But I think I shall avoid her for a little while until the present batch of resentment fades.
My cat is looking extra adorable and purring at me, so I think I'm going to go work out for a couple of hours and then go to sleep.
I have, admittedly, an overly sensitive spot with respect to my weight and how I look - I know it's a poor thing to attach so much importance to, but I am overly sensitive and Don't deal well with criticism on the subject. My Mum, who has created for me an absolutely beautiful wedding dress for my impending nuptuals, seems to take my being overweight as a personal affront. Apparently my body is not Ok, only was when I was anorexic and will likely never be again, since I refuse to damage myself to that extent again.
I just wish my mother didn't feel the need to comment on my weight every time I see her. I know she's uncomfortable with how I look, and that I don't really fit her ideal of a daughter, but i'm an adult, I've been on my own for years, and I really don't need her to remind me that i'm fat. It's not helpful and it's not useful and frankly I'm really tired of hearing about it.
I love my mother, and I have mostly made my peace with any discrepancies in our points of view. I've dealt with the forced marches she and Dad took me on when I was 12 to try to get me more active, and the blind eye she turned when I started to skip meals at 13. I've stopped trying to convince her that weight is not indicative of health status (it really isn't, i'm not just using the fat girls old adage), and that it's Ok for her to have a tiny pooch after bearing 6 children and hitting her 50's. But I find it difficult to deal with the continued assault on my person every time I see her.
My Mum is a very caring and intuitive person, especially with young children, she just doesn't seem to be able to deal with people in her own family once they hit the age of 10.
I shouldn't bitch about Mum. She's simply a product of her environment and the result of her own difficult adolescence. But I think I shall avoid her for a little while until the present batch of resentment fades.
My cat is looking extra adorable and purring at me, so I think I'm going to go work out for a couple of hours and then go to sleep.