I'm heading out to Mom's for the next two weeks, and I had to send her a request to not mention my weight while we're together.

Kathy, I've had that conversation. Several times, in fact, because my mom has a hard time taking my requests seriously. And has a hard time respecting my boundaries.

Oddly, she has stopped bringing up my weight ever since I got A Boyfriend Who Obviously Loves Me Even Though I'm Chubby.

Whatev. Every woman on my mom's side of the family is generously proportioned -- except my mom, who has a history of eating disorders and was literally a model before she married my dad. Kind of hard to live up to that. But I decided that embracing bulimia just to win her approval was bullshit.

And then there's my dad, who once told me -- when I was in the hospital in excruciating pain because of my back -- that he thought my weight made me less attractive.

I don't remember how I responded to him (thank you, morphine), but apparently it worked, because he's never mentioned my weight again.

t edit

Yay! I just got off the phone with Mom, who's already been online and saw my note. She responded with "I won't say anything about your weight if you don't say anything about mine." (She's much thinner than I am, but still heavier than she's been in years.)

EXCELLENT.

Ah, shrift, so reliable.

Could you please start with my cataloging professor?

Kathy, hugs to you. deep breaths and some calm. You have worked so hard and are an inspiration to read with all your work. Don't beat yourself up over where you are or stressing over your mom's behavior. Family is stressful. Family + our personal issues = stressy stressbombs of stress.

I hope nobody is using the world today, BECAUSE I AM GOING TO DESTROY IT.

B..b..but it's where I keep my STUFF!!!

I hope nobody is using the world today, BECAUSE I AM GOING TO DESTROY IT.

Well, I was going to assume absolute domination over it and bring us into a Golden Age under my benevolent tyranny, gifting all my friends with an entourage of cyborg ninja zombie slaves to do thy bidding.

But, hey, do what you gotta do.

Throws a pretty boy in eye-liner to distract and entertain shrift

Oh, good, now I get to call the help desk.

t cheerfully starts with flea's cataloging professor

Oddly, she has stopped bringing up my weight ever since I got A Boyfriend Who Obviously Loves Me Even Though I'm Chubby.

@@ Mothers.

(I read this first as an "acting" course and was not sure how an on-line acting class would work or why you would be doing it for work.)

Me too!

(I read this first as an "acting" course and was not sure how an on-line acting class would work or why you would be doing it for work.)

Me too!

Uh, I didn't realize until these 2 posts that it ISN'T an acting class.