Today my family had a small conversation with me. My mother sat me down and had a very odd look on her face. As my sister walked in the room (my grandmothers bed room), my mother asked me how my back was. I told her that the pain in my back has gotten a whole lot worse. I told her that last night I was in such bad pain that my boyfriend (Matthew) and our friend (Matt) had to go get some icy hot patches at two in the morning for me. After me telling her all of this information, she told me she had something very hard to tell me. My mother looked dead in my face and told me that I was fat.
Like no fucking way, really.
I sit here typing this, sitting at a good 190 lbs. I know that I'm a big girl, and I don't need anyone else to tell me that. She says the reason as to why she said this (in front of my family), was because shes worried for my health. Like my bad back problems. I understand that, however, I don't find it okay that she had to say it with everyone listening. That's kind of fucked up. This should of been a one - on - one conversation. But no. At that point I was keeping my eyes from watering up. My sister stood up for me though. Hollie said its mainly the medication that i'm on. Which shes right.
So, starting tomorrow, I'm going to stop taking all of my medications. I'm going to get on a different type of birth control. Something that doesn't give me a wight problem. Maybe the one in the arm. I really don't eat all that much either. I just feel like this shouldn't of happened like that. I'm glad that they all care for me that much, but it still hurt on how they said it.
