My Mom has a bad habit.
Well, She probably has many bad habits, but there is one thing she does that seems to always make me feel two inches tall. I am 100 percent positive that she doesn’t know that she is even doing it. Whenever we are all eating together she will offer food to everyone but me. Everyone gets the garlic toast except me. Everyone gets the birthday cake except me. Sprinkle of cheese on top of my spaghetti? It’s not happening unless I get it myself. This probably sounds outrageous to even be complaining about. I know I am currently the fat girl in the room. I know that I have to loose weight, and I am aware that I am slowly doing so. It hurts when she skims over me, when all it would take is three seconds to ask me and see what I want to do. I know my mom loves me, and wants nothing but the best for me but she just does not trust me around food. I never have the choice to say no. Being the adult that I am allows to me to be fully capable of making my own decision. Maybe I have only eaten 600 calories and want the rest of my day to be consumed by birthday cake. Maybe I have eaten perfectly healthy all day and would like to indulge with an extra cookie. Maybe I just don’t want to be the obvious elephant in the room and not get asked. Subconsciously she is looking out for me, and I do appreciate it, but I am sick of being the literal elephant in the room. She needs to be able to trust my decision making ability. I think part of her feels guilty for letting me get fat, although my weigh issues have nothing to do with her. As a parent she did the best she could. It’s pretty hard to fight with a child over a cookie. It is even more ridiculous when I get upset about this as an adult. I can’t help it.
Mom, next time just ask me, you might be surprised by what I have to say.