Re: F.A.T.

[Guest guest]

Lynnette - me too!!! And your measurements are very close to mine. The only

thing is my nada was about 300 pounds. And I was a chubby kid because 1) I

didn't know better yet and 2) She ate junk food constantly in huge amounts.

But that experience scared me for life.

You are gorgeous the way you are.

XOXO

On Thu, Jan 20, 2011 at 9:58 AM, yp_lynnette_cameron_park <

h_l_maston@...> wrote:

>

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

> wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

>

> One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

> tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

> playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced my

> 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was seeing him

> because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there was something

> horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN WILL EVER WANT A

> FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

>

> I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look on

> his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember that his

> office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt my eyes. I

> remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion about this. I just

> sat there.

>

> He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

> villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you... you

> don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

>

> I didn't dare cry.

>

> I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in. " XX

> I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her weight. It

> appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an appointment with my

> recpetionist for YOU next time. "

>

> Thank God!

>

> I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said. I just

> remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray of light

> shone through and it would be many, many decades before the light came

> pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still remember.

>

> Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

> zingers like the following for years:

>

> Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

>

> YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

>

> If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

>

> I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

> obvious)

>

> What's it like to be so fat?

>

> Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the MASTER OF

> DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

>

> Do you really WANT to eat that?

>

> I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

>

> Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would have a

> heart attack and die.

>

> I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with FAT

> women. (said 2 days ago)

>

> Sigh...

>

> Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Lynnette - me too!!! And your measurements are very close to mine. The only

thing is my nada was about 300 pounds. And I was a chubby kid because 1) I

didn't know better yet and 2) She ate junk food constantly in huge amounts.

But that experience scared me for life.

You are gorgeous the way you are.

XOXO

On Thu, Jan 20, 2011 at 9:58 AM, yp_lynnette_cameron_park <

h_l_maston@...> wrote:

>

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

> wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

>

> One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

> tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

> playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced my

> 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was seeing him

> because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there was something

> horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN WILL EVER WANT A

> FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

>

> I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look on

> his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember that his

> office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt my eyes. I

> remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion about this. I just

> sat there.

>

> He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

> villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you... you

> don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

>

> I didn't dare cry.

>

> I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in. " XX

> I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her weight. It

> appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an appointment with my

> recpetionist for YOU next time. "

>

> Thank God!

>

> I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said. I just

> remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray of light

> shone through and it would be many, many decades before the light came

> pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still remember.

>

> Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

> zingers like the following for years:

>

> Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

>

> YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

>

> If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

>

> I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

> obvious)

>

> What's it like to be so fat?

>

> Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the MASTER OF

> DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

>

> Do you really WANT to eat that?

>

> I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

>

> Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would have a

> heart attack and die.

>

> I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with FAT

> women. (said 2 days ago)

>

> Sigh...

>

> Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

It was SO hard writing that post... all triggered by Nada's poking on the

internet for info on SO... and finding the Picassa.

I haven't told SO yet...

Lynnette - feeling HUGE today (even though my mirror tells me different and my

clothes are just hanging.)

Sigh...............

>

> >

> >

> > All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

> > wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

> >

> > One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

> > tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

> > playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced my

> > 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was seeing him

> > because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there was something

> > horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN WILL EVER WANT A

> > FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

> >

> > I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look on

> > his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember that his

> > office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt my eyes. I

> > remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion about this. I just

> > sat there.

> >

> > He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

> > villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you... you

> > don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

> >

> > I didn't dare cry.

> >

> > I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in. " XX

> > I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her weight. It

> > appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an appointment with my

> > recpetionist for YOU next time. "

> >

> > Thank God!

> >

> > I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said. I just

> > remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray of light

> > shone through and it would be many, many decades before the light came

> > pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still remember.

> >

> > Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

> > zingers like the following for years:

> >

> > Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> > Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

> >

> > YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

> >

> > If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

> >

> > I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

> > obvious)

> >

> > What's it like to be so fat?

> >

> > Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the MASTER OF

> > DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

> >

> > Do you really WANT to eat that?

> >

> > I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

> >

> > Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would have a

> > heart attack and die.

> >

> > I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with FAT

> > women. (said 2 days ago)

> >

> > Sigh...

> >

> > Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

> >

> >

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Those are the cruelest things a mother can say to a girl and any woman should

understand that. Good god. I am so sorry she threw her crap onto you at such a

tender age. I know to me that would have emotionally been the physical

equivalent of hitting me over the head with a baseball bat. I am just so sorry.

I don't know what else to say. I hope you were able to take a little bit of

validation away from what the psychologist said to your nada at least.

patinage

[Guest guest]

Thanks... again it goes back to my therapist's belief that I'm STILL being

abused by Nada... and that I fail to recognize the long term and chronic

implications and damage for what they are ORCHESTRATED AND HIDIOUS.

Tuesday proved that she's still not done with me.

Lynnette

>

> Those are the cruelest things a mother can say to a girl and any woman should

understand that. Good god. I am so sorry she threw her crap onto you at such a

tender age. I know to me that would have emotionally been the physical

equivalent of hitting me over the head with a baseball bat. I am just so sorry.

I don't know what else to say. I hope you were able to take a little bit of

validation away from what the psychologist said to your nada at least.

>

> patinage

>

[Guest guest]

Thanks... again it goes back to my therapist's belief that I'm STILL being

abused by Nada... and that I fail to recognize the long term and chronic

implications and damage for what they are ORCHESTRATED AND HIDIOUS.

Tuesday proved that she's still not done with me.

Lynnette

>

> Those are the cruelest things a mother can say to a girl and any woman should

understand that. Good god. I am so sorry she threw her crap onto you at such a

tender age. I know to me that would have emotionally been the physical

equivalent of hitting me over the head with a baseball bat. I am just so sorry.

I don't know what else to say. I hope you were able to take a little bit of

validation away from what the psychologist said to your nada at least.

>

> patinage

>

[Guest guest]

Thanks... again it goes back to my therapist's belief that I'm STILL being

abused by Nada... and that I fail to recognize the long term and chronic

implications and damage for what they are ORCHESTRATED AND HIDIOUS.

Tuesday proved that she's still not done with me.

Lynnette

>

> Those are the cruelest things a mother can say to a girl and any woman should

understand that. Good god. I am so sorry she threw her crap onto you at such a

tender age. I know to me that would have emotionally been the physical

equivalent of hitting me over the head with a baseball bat. I am just so sorry.

I don't know what else to say. I hope you were able to take a little bit of

validation away from what the psychologist said to your nada at least.

>

> patinage

>

[Guest guest]

UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

" teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

- nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

UGH!!

I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

Mia

>

[Guest guest]

UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

" teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

- nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

UGH!!

I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

Mia

>

[Guest guest]

UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

" teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

- nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

UGH!!

I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

Mia

>

[Guest guest]

I played softball, swam, downhill raced (ski), did gymnastics (til age 12 when I

had a huge growth spurt in height) and lifted weights regularly. I was anything

but 'big'... but I had a lot of muscle so I was dense and heavier on the charts.

It actually proved to be a good thing as I got older.

Anyway... I'm just trying to climb off the cliff of self-hatred right now... not

that I really HATE my body... I just hate that Nada would like me to. SO, btw,

compares me to a hot 40's pin-up girl... " sexy, curves to die for and all mine. "

Ok....

Lynnette

>

> UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

> nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

> crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

> " teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

> fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

> down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

> and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

> obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

>

> Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

> I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

> wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

> - nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

>

> I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

> UGH!!

>

> I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

> girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

> UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

> products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

> though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

> look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

>

> As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

> like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

> the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

> nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

>

> Mia

>

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

I played softball, swam, downhill raced (ski), did gymnastics (til age 12 when I

had a huge growth spurt in height) and lifted weights regularly. I was anything

but 'big'... but I had a lot of muscle so I was dense and heavier on the charts.

It actually proved to be a good thing as I got older.

Anyway... I'm just trying to climb off the cliff of self-hatred right now... not

that I really HATE my body... I just hate that Nada would like me to. SO, btw,

compares me to a hot 40's pin-up girl... " sexy, curves to die for and all mine. "

Ok....

Lynnette

>

> UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

> nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

> crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

> " teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

> fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

> down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

> and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

> obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

>

> Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

> I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

> wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

> - nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

>

> I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

> UGH!!

>

> I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

> girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

> UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

> products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

> though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

> look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

>

> As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

> like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

> the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

> nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

>

> Mia

>

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

I played softball, swam, downhill raced (ski), did gymnastics (til age 12 when I

had a huge growth spurt in height) and lifted weights regularly. I was anything

but 'big'... but I had a lot of muscle so I was dense and heavier on the charts.

It actually proved to be a good thing as I got older.

Anyway... I'm just trying to climb off the cliff of self-hatred right now... not

that I really HATE my body... I just hate that Nada would like me to. SO, btw,

compares me to a hot 40's pin-up girl... " sexy, curves to die for and all mine. "

Ok....

Lynnette

>

> UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack your

> nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that kind of

> crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat out

> " teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most part

> fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I slimmed

> down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would cry

> and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

> obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

>

> Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still HUGE.

> I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think oh

> wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer that now

> - nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

>

> I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada. DOUBLE

> UGH!!

>

> I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women & young

> girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines. More

> UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo & body

> products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

> though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls should

> look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

>

> As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models of

> like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look and

> the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very slightly

> nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

>

> Mia

>

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Excuse my indelicacy, but what an F ing Bitch!

NO man will ever want a FAT chick. ? A real man learns soon enough what

an enormous bitch can reside in a tiny little body. A real man learns

that nothing he sees in Playboy exists in nature.

A real man learns to seek the heart and mind. The body is just

dressing. Beauty fades. Bitch is forever. Find a sweet, loving woman

if you want contentment.

And there are no ugly women. They come in pretty, prettier, and

prettiest. They are at once God s crowning creation, and His little

joke on us.

That is to say, on the outside, there are no ugly women. But on the

inside, in the soul, as we can see from your Nada, there are some really

prime bitches.

So sorry you have this to bear.

And who the HELL but a nada would tell you your only purpose in life it

to get a man. Don t get me wrong. I believe in Vive la Difference.

But her implication is that if some man does not love you for your

looks, you are of no account.

What an ugly horrid thing to do.

She s wrong you know?

Doug

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most

times I wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

>

> One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced

my 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was

seeing him because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there

was something horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN

WILL EVER WANT A FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

>

> I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look

on his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember

that his office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt

my eyes. I remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion

about this. I just sat there.

>

> He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you...

you don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

>

> I didn't dare cry.

>

> I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in.

" XX I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her

weight. It appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an

appointment with my recpetionist for YOU next time. "

>

> Thank God!

>

> I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said.

I just remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray

of light shone through and it would be many, many decades before the

light came pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still

remember.

>

> Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

zingers like the following for years:

>

> Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

>

> YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

>

> If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

>

> I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

obvious)

>

> What's it like to be so fat?

>

> Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the

MASTER OF DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

>

> Do you really WANT to eat that?

>

> I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

>

> Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would

have a heart attack and die.

>

> I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with

FAT women. (said 2 days ago)

>

> Sigh...

>

> Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

>

[Guest guest]

Excuse my indelicacy, but what an F ing Bitch!

NO man will ever want a FAT chick. ? A real man learns soon enough what

an enormous bitch can reside in a tiny little body. A real man learns

that nothing he sees in Playboy exists in nature.

A real man learns to seek the heart and mind. The body is just

dressing. Beauty fades. Bitch is forever. Find a sweet, loving woman

if you want contentment.

And there are no ugly women. They come in pretty, prettier, and

prettiest. They are at once God s crowning creation, and His little

joke on us.

That is to say, on the outside, there are no ugly women. But on the

inside, in the soul, as we can see from your Nada, there are some really

prime bitches.

So sorry you have this to bear.

And who the HELL but a nada would tell you your only purpose in life it

to get a man. Don t get me wrong. I believe in Vive la Difference.

But her implication is that if some man does not love you for your

looks, you are of no account.

What an ugly horrid thing to do.

She s wrong you know?

Doug

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most

times I wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

>

> One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced

my 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was

seeing him because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there

was something horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN

WILL EVER WANT A FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

>

> I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look

on his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember

that his office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt

my eyes. I remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion

about this. I just sat there.

>

> He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you...

you don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

>

> I didn't dare cry.

>

> I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in.

" XX I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her

weight. It appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an

appointment with my recpetionist for YOU next time. "

>

> Thank God!

>

> I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said.

I just remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray

of light shone through and it would be many, many decades before the

light came pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still

remember.

>

> Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

zingers like the following for years:

>

> Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

>

> YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

>

> If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

>

> I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

obvious)

>

> What's it like to be so fat?

>

> Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the

MASTER OF DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

>

> Do you really WANT to eat that?

>

> I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

>

> Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would

have a heart attack and die.

>

> I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with

FAT women. (said 2 days ago)

>

> Sigh...

>

> Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

>

[Guest guest]

Excuse my indelicacy, but what an F ing Bitch!

NO man will ever want a FAT chick. ? A real man learns soon enough what

an enormous bitch can reside in a tiny little body. A real man learns

that nothing he sees in Playboy exists in nature.

A real man learns to seek the heart and mind. The body is just

dressing. Beauty fades. Bitch is forever. Find a sweet, loving woman

if you want contentment.

And there are no ugly women. They come in pretty, prettier, and

prettiest. They are at once God s crowning creation, and His little

joke on us.

That is to say, on the outside, there are no ugly women. But on the

inside, in the soul, as we can see from your Nada, there are some really

prime bitches.

So sorry you have this to bear.

And who the HELL but a nada would tell you your only purpose in life it

to get a man. Don t get me wrong. I believe in Vive la Difference.

But her implication is that if some man does not love you for your

looks, you are of no account.

What an ugly horrid thing to do.

She s wrong you know?

Doug

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most

times I wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

>

> One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced

my 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was

seeing him because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there

was something horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN

WILL EVER WANT A FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

>

> I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look

on his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember

that his office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt

my eyes. I remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion

about this. I just sat there.

>

> He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you...

you don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

>

> I didn't dare cry.

>

> I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in.

" XX I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her

weight. It appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an

appointment with my recpetionist for YOU next time. "

>

> Thank God!

>

> I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said.

I just remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray

of light shone through and it would be many, many decades before the

light came pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still

remember.

>

> Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

zingers like the following for years:

>

> Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

>

> YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

>

> If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

>

> I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

obvious)

>

> What's it like to be so fat?

>

> Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the

MASTER OF DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

>

> Do you really WANT to eat that?

>

> I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

>

> Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would

have a heart attack and die.

>

> I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with

FAT women. (said 2 days ago)

>

> Sigh...

>

> Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

>

[Guest guest]

Mia,

I m a man. My hands are bigger and stronger.

You hold her, I ll smack the bitch.

God! This just infuriates me.

>

> UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack

your

> nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that

kind of

> crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat

out

> " teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most

part

> fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I

slimmed

> down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would

cry

> and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

> obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

>

> Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still

HUGE.

> I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think

oh

> wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer

that now

> - nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

>

> I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada.

DOUBLE

> UGH!!

>

> I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women &

young

> girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines.

More

> UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo &

body

> products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

> though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls

should

> look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

>

> As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models

of

> like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look

and

> the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very

slightly

> nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

>

> Mia

>

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Mia,

I m a man. My hands are bigger and stronger.

You hold her, I ll smack the bitch.

God! This just infuriates me.

>

> UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Lynette, can I smack

your

> nada for a while, please? lol. I'm so sorry you had to endure that

kind of

> crap. I also got some of the same treatment with the remarks & flat

out

> " teasing " me about being fat. The difference... I was for the most

part

> fat. Then when nada finally allowed me to join sports (track) I

slimmed

> down a lot... but the " teasing " by her & step dad continued. I would

cry

> and then they would yell because they were " just teasing " me. They

> obviously knew it hurt & still did it anyway.

>

> Hell, even when I ran track & wore a size 8 pant I thought I was still

HUGE.

> I look back at the few photos I have from that time now, and I think

oh

> wow, I was not fat. What the hell was wrong with me? I can answer

that now

> - nada & step dad's teasing. They really had me believing I was huge.

>

> I also hated clothes shoppting with nada. UGH. Or my grandnada.

DOUBLE

> UGH!!

>

> I bet you are stunning, Lynette. There is so much pressure on women &

young

> girls these days to look like airbrushed super models in magazines.

More

> UGH! I seriously hate hate hate that. I like that Dove shampoo &

body

> products has the campaign for real beauty... I wish they would do more

> though. So much wrong with how our society thinks women & girls

should

> look. Real beauty is far from that fakeness.

>

> As an aside, I have always adored what I feel are classy pin-up models

of

> like the 50's. I'm not a perv, I swear! But I love that classy look

and

> the women had real bodies and most were not nude, or only very very

slightly

> nude. I wish we could start glamorizing women like that nowadays.

>

> Mia

>

> >

>

>

>

[Guest guest]

Lynnette,

I'm sorry your nada is so mean. I understand. My nada gave me plenty of

insecurities as well. The fact of the matter is, it really doesn't matter

whether you were fat or skinny or whatever, no mother should call her daughter

fat and tell her she couldn't get a man, etc!! That's horrible.

My nada didn't call me fat until I got older and bigger than her. She's 5'4 " and

usually weights around 120, I'm 5'9 " and have weighed more than her since I was

16. She's been telling me I'm fat since then.

But even before that, she was like your nada telling me no man would love me, it

was just for other reasons than me being fat, like that I was selfish, bratty,

mentally ill, too nerdy, too stupid, etc. It's so cruel how they destroy our

self esteem like that. As kids we can't help but believe what our own mothers

tell us as truth!! (I still have doubts that I'm lovable at all, despite the

fact that I have a man who loves me!)

My nada also thinks she is fat herself. (if she is fat, I am morbidly obese.) I

think them calling us fat or other names is just another projection of their OWN

securities onto us. My nada has told me before that my dad would leave her if

she got fat. This despite the fact that she has physically abused him,

threatened his life, and verbally/emotionally abused his children, and he still

refuses to leave her. I think a little weight would certainly not be the last

straw.

Casey

> >

> > All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most

> times I wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

> >

> > One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

> tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

> playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced

> my 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was

> seeing him because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there

> was something horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN

> WILL EVER WANT A FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

> >

> > I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look

> on his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember

> that his office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt

> my eyes. I remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion

> about this. I just sat there.

> >

> > He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

> villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you...

> you don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

> >

> > I didn't dare cry.

> >

> > I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in.

> " XX I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her

> weight. It appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an

> appointment with my recpetionist for YOU next time. "

> >

> > Thank God!

> >

> > I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said.

> I just remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray

> of light shone through and it would be many, many decades before the

> light came pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still

> remember.

> >

> > Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

> zingers like the following for years:

> >

> > Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> > Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

> >

> > YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

> >

> > If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

> >

> > I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

> obvious)

> >

> > What's it like to be so fat?

> >

> > Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the

> MASTER OF DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

> >

> > Do you really WANT to eat that?

> >

> > I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

> >

> > Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would

> have a heart attack and die.

> >

> > I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with

> FAT women. (said 2 days ago)

> >

> > Sigh...

> >

> > Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Lynnette,

I'm sorry your nada is so mean. I understand. My nada gave me plenty of

insecurities as well. The fact of the matter is, it really doesn't matter

whether you were fat or skinny or whatever, no mother should call her daughter

fat and tell her she couldn't get a man, etc!! That's horrible.

My nada didn't call me fat until I got older and bigger than her. She's 5'4 " and

usually weights around 120, I'm 5'9 " and have weighed more than her since I was

16. She's been telling me I'm fat since then.

But even before that, she was like your nada telling me no man would love me, it

was just for other reasons than me being fat, like that I was selfish, bratty,

mentally ill, too nerdy, too stupid, etc. It's so cruel how they destroy our

self esteem like that. As kids we can't help but believe what our own mothers

tell us as truth!! (I still have doubts that I'm lovable at all, despite the

fact that I have a man who loves me!)

My nada also thinks she is fat herself. (if she is fat, I am morbidly obese.) I

think them calling us fat or other names is just another projection of their OWN

securities onto us. My nada has told me before that my dad would leave her if

she got fat. This despite the fact that she has physically abused him,

threatened his life, and verbally/emotionally abused his children, and he still

refuses to leave her. I think a little weight would certainly not be the last

straw.

Casey

> >

> > All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most

> times I wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

> >

> > One of the worst things Nada did to me (in that category) was, at the

> tender self-conscious age of 15 (and years and years of regular sports

> playing which gave me a hard muscular body on my broad frame) she forced

> my 152#, 5'8 " , 36C/ 25 " waisted self into a FAT THERAPIST (she was

> seeing him because - gasp - she weighed 140 and was 5'7 " ) and knew there

> was something horribly wrong with me because (sob, sniff, sob) " NO MAN

> WILL EVER WANT A FAT CHICK OVER 150#... YOU FIX HER. " I was mortified.

> >

> > I remember sitting there as she slammed the door. I remember the look

> on his face as he tried to figure out what just happened. I remember

> that his office was tan and the window was behind him and the sun hurt

> my eyes. I remember being too afraid and ashamed to have ANY emotion

> about this. I just sat there.

> >

> > He " took my history. " We talked. He scheduled a 2nd appt. Nada was

> villified by that. Smuggly, on the way home, she said, " I'll fix you...

> you don't HAVE to be F.A.T! "

> >

> > I didn't dare cry.

> >

> > I remember the next visit lasted only a few minutes. He called her in.

> " XX I'm not sure why she's here. There is nothing 'wrong' with her

> weight. It appears the problem is yours. Take her home. Schedule an

> appointment with my recpetionist for YOU next time. "

> >

> > Thank God!

> >

> > I don't know if she ever went back. I don't know what else was said.

> I just remember thinking... someone saw through the cracks... a tiny ray

> of light shone through and it would be many, many decades before the

> light came pouring through... but someone saw it... and I still

> remember.

> >

> > Of course, as Nada's can't ever 'learn and move on'... I was met with

> zingers like the following for years:

> >

> > Nothing in my closet fits today... I'm going into YOURS!

> > Oh honey, don't wear THAT - you look HUGE!

> >

> > YOU can't wear a 2 piece... (incidently I was 130# that year.)

> >

> > If you don't lose some of your ass, he'll leave you. They always do.

> >

> > I'm glad you found someone to love you for your HEART. (implications

> obvious)

> >

> > What's it like to be so fat?

> >

> > Let's go shopping! You can dress ME to look thinner... you're the

> MASTER OF DISGUISE (I refuse to shop with her anymore.)

> >

> > Do you really WANT to eat that?

> >

> > I've lost so much weight. When are YOU going to do it?

> >

> > Oh, you've lost weight! I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO worried you would

> have a heart attack and die.

> >

> > I've seen his ex-wifes pictures on Picassa, it looks like he's ok with

> FAT women. (said 2 days ago)

> >

> > Sigh...

> >

> > Lynnette (hourglass and blonde and proud of it)

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Doug, your an inspiration. Thank you for this. Lynette, please take them up on

this bitch-slapping offer.

>

> Mia,

>

> I m a man. My hands are bigger and stronger.

>

> You hold her, I ll smack the bitch.

>

> God! This just infuriates me.

[Guest guest]

Doug, your an inspiration. Thank you for this. Lynette, please take them up on

this bitch-slapping offer.

>

> Mia,

>

> I m a man. My hands are bigger and stronger.

>

> You hold her, I ll smack the bitch.

>

> God! This just infuriates me.

[Guest guest]

I hear you, Lynette!

mine was the same. She got to the point that one day, I was about 13, I think,

she shouted " How can I love you when I look at you and see how fat you are? I

just can't love you like that " (I swear, I was chubby, but nothing out of the

ordinary). It still hurts me after so many years.

She has been relentless about critizing my weight. Every achievements, little

or big I reached in life, was always poisoned by the inevitable " Good, but are

you going to do somenthing about your weight now? " . Even at my own graduation

party, (where i was at my lowest weight, and -let's just say it, 24-year-old and

cute) she came with her usual smirk on her face, trying to lower my fork with

her hand, and, in front of the whole dinner party, saying: " isn't it enough,

dear? Shouldn't you stop eating now? "

And it got worse when I found my boyfriend-future-husband. The hurtful, evil

comments about the weight escalated. One day she really lost it and shouted in

my face: " How can DH look at you and f*** you! "

Ahhh nada. I think of her as a tiny pot of pure black poison.

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

[Guest guest]

I hear you, Lynette!

mine was the same. She got to the point that one day, I was about 13, I think,

she shouted " How can I love you when I look at you and see how fat you are? I

just can't love you like that " (I swear, I was chubby, but nothing out of the

ordinary). It still hurts me after so many years.

She has been relentless about critizing my weight. Every achievements, little

or big I reached in life, was always poisoned by the inevitable " Good, but are

you going to do somenthing about your weight now? " . Even at my own graduation

party, (where i was at my lowest weight, and -let's just say it, 24-year-old and

cute) she came with her usual smirk on her face, trying to lower my fork with

her hand, and, in front of the whole dinner party, saying: " isn't it enough,

dear? Shouldn't you stop eating now? "

And it got worse when I found my boyfriend-future-husband. The hurtful, evil

comments about the weight escalated. One day she really lost it and shouted in

my face: " How can DH look at you and f*** you! "

Ahhh nada. I think of her as a tiny pot of pure black poison.

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.

[Guest guest]

I hear you, Lynette!

mine was the same. She got to the point that one day, I was about 13, I think,

she shouted " How can I love you when I look at you and see how fat you are? I

just can't love you like that " (I swear, I was chubby, but nothing out of the

ordinary). It still hurts me after so many years.

She has been relentless about critizing my weight. Every achievements, little

or big I reached in life, was always poisoned by the inevitable " Good, but are

you going to do somenthing about your weight now? " . Even at my own graduation

party, (where i was at my lowest weight, and -let's just say it, 24-year-old and

cute) she came with her usual smirk on her face, trying to lower my fork with

her hand, and, in front of the whole dinner party, saying: " isn't it enough,

dear? Shouldn't you stop eating now? "

And it got worse when I found my boyfriend-future-husband. The hurtful, evil

comments about the weight escalated. One day she really lost it and shouted in

my face: " How can DH look at you and f*** you! "

Ahhh nada. I think of her as a tiny pot of pure black poison.

>

> All my life I've been told I was fat by Nada. Sometimes I was. Most times I

wasn't. But it didn't matter. I was always F.A.T.