oh my FUCKING god.

Feb 20, 2006 20:57

Dad picked me up from school at 8:30 and on the way home, we discussed Smeg's health and he pulled his DOCKTOORS ARE STOOPID routine, and I said yeah, that nutritionist wasn't much help and Dr. Huff wasn't, either. I said that he'd wanted me on a 1,000 calorie diet with lots of bananas and oranges, and he said, "Yep." I said, "That's an -anorexic- diet. I already almost WAS anorexic in high school once, when I was depressed and I wasn't eating," and he made this weird snicker.

I said, "When I went to see Vivian and Jackie they finally admitted that antidepressants often cause weight gain as a top symptom." NO, it doesn't explain all 70 extra lbs., but it got them started.

Dad said, "No... you've been heavy for a WHILE, kiddo."

I said, "... What?? Do you mean when I was a kid?"

"NooooooooOOOO, I mean that you've been heavy since...oh, about when you started getting on the internet and sitting on the computer all the time."

"... No. NO. I can't fucking believe you said that. I was 120 pounds in high school and I STAYED that way. That is NOT fat. I did NOT gain weight until early 2004, when I started antidepressants. I can't believe you said that. I was thin, I was beautiful!"

"Pshh. OBVIOUSLY a hot button. The cereal doesn't help, either."

I hate him. I hate him. I can't believe this. A size 5 is fat in his mind. I was always fat. I've never been a good weight in his eyes. Does he never look at me? Does he just see me as an overindulgent slob?? Why did he SAY that?

Fuck him.

J.

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