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Mother’s Day approaches and I dread it! Don’t get me wrong,my mother is a good person… just a little overbearing. Actually,she’s “big time” overbearing. She knows I have an eating disorder.And this year, we’re celebrating Mother’s Day at her house.At least we’re not going out to her favorite restaurant, whichis some relief.
I know what it will be like. Oh Sarah, have a little more ham. You’vehardly touched your plate. How about some more sweet potatoes?Oh, and we have plenty of green bean casserole. Whoops…almostforgot to mention the apple pie and vanilla ice cream for dessert.So save a little room.
“Save a little room!” I don’t think my mother understands thatI’m paranoid about overeating. That statement drives me nuts.When the mocking voice in my head is saying, “Look at you! You’realready fat. Put down the fork. You don’t want to get fatterthan you already are!”
It would be a constant tug of war. In one ear, my mother encouragingme to gorge myself. And in the other, a voice taunting me to stopeating or be doomed to a body no one found attractive, not eventhe family dog.
I was desperate, thinking of every possible excuse I could muster torelieve myself of this dreadful obligation. But I knew how deeply it wouldhurt my mother if I missed this special day. I knew that I could neverforgive myself. But I also knew the torture I would face as we satat the dining room table.
And then without explanation, another voice interrupted my thought.It asked one question. “How long have you put up with this torment?”The answer was ever since I was a teenager. Now I’m 25, I thoughtto myself. And then the voice said, “Isn’t it time to make a change?”
I’m happy to say I’m doing just that. I will be getting the help I need toovercome this agonizing disorder. And, this coming Mother’s Day I willjoin my mother at her house with a newfound sense of confidence andresolve because I know how much this day means to her and to me.
“Happy Mother’s Day….Mom.”
I have been your son for 28 years. For the first time in my life, I am admitting that in the last 10, I haven’t always been present. Although I have been a part of your life, behind the smiles and the small talk, I’ve been dealing with a problem that is tearing me apart.At first, I thought I could handle it. Continue Reading
Mother’s Day approaches and I dread it! Don’t get me wrong,my mother is a good person… just a little overbearing. Actually,she’s “big time” overbearing. Continue Reading
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