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No need to apologize, it wasn't your fault, though I know you mean well. Somehow I managed to survive until now. I just wished they would come to me and tell me they are sorry for the words they said to me instead of pointing fingers at each other and somehow arguing over who said the most hurtful thing. Truth is, all of it hurt, and still does when they don't apologize. My mom even told me a couple of weeks ago "you make it sound bad, but it really wasn't."
I believe they've forgotten the things they said, but it's stained in my memory unfortunately. It was always "We love you, but you're getting fat/ you have a big butt, you are blowing up like a blimp, you're an orca/shamu/whale, just plain FAT." I've never felt comfortable talking to them about anything because I'm constantly being criticized, these days it is most especially by my father. Nothing I do is ever enough so I just give up. I doubt I will ever see him utter the words "I'm proud." or "I approve." He doesn't like my friends, he doesn't like my haircut and heaven forbid if he ever found out I was gay I guarantee you he would throw me out of the house immediately and likely disown me. With no money and nowhere to go presently, I've just kept this part of me bottled up living two separate lives. The one I live at home and the other I live away from home. But never quite feeling comfortable in my own skin. I want to be securely established financially before coming out to my father knowing he will cut me off for sure, this is part of the reason why I want this USDA position. Once I get established at a good job such as that, I feel like there's security in knowing I'm employed with the government. I won't have to depend on gov't assistance to raise my DD independently. My dad would absolutely be even more ashamed of me if I were drawing foodstamps or some other form of government aid.
I just wish I could fly into the sky and take my DD with me and get out of the shitstorm and finally feel happy.
I don't want my DD having to deal with the same problems I did growing up - and I can already see some of the same things creeping up and honestly it scares the shit out of me for my DD. I hope she doesn't end up with the same esteem issues I do. I just try my best to fake it - plaster a smile on and pretend everything's ok for her sake.
One of my good friends told her 9 year old daughter that she is fat. Yes, she was diagnosed with childhood obesity by the doctor so I told my friend that it doesnt do any good to do that. She said that her mom calls her fat and I told her that yes, that's true but your mom called you fat as an adult. She was skinny growing up and gained a lot of weight after giving birth. I told her that it is different with children. She doesnt get it but after we returned from OC to my house on Wed, her daughter told my husband that her mom calls her fat and my husband yelled at her for doing that. It caused her to cry and she expressed that she was having difficulty controlling her daughter's out of control eating habits. Oh boy....
My friend really did not have parents who were good role models to her and her brother.