I'm not planning to go all Freudian or anything here.

Like many people, I have a very complex yet loving relationship with my mom.  The emphasis is on the love though!  She loves me, and I love her.

Her dislike of my weight stems from the standard fears that my life must be horrible under these layers of flab, that I'm going to keel over the next moment, or that I use my weight to hide from the world.  I've got to admit, she's more worried about my health now, but I can't really blame her I suppose.  I've tried to prove that I'm enjoying life and hiding from nothing.  It's hard when I see her only once or twice a year though!

There was a period of time where my weight did come between us.  I had changed as a person in many ways, and my weight is just the most obvious.  It was easy for her to pick on, and it was easy for me to prickle.  We finally worked past it.  My weight is always a topic for discussion, but it is no longer the main topic of discussion.

She still wished I'd lose weight.

I still wish she'd appreciate that I love my fat.

I never intentionally did anything to bother her though.  I'd usually eat less around her than normal (for me).  I wouldn't wear anything tighter than I normally would.  There were certainly times she didn't approve of what I wore, but I wasn't wearing it for her benefit.

PS, I am planning to write a post about exceeding 500 pounds.  There's so much to talk about, a lot of thoughts, good and bad, to sort through.  I've tried a few times, but I don't have the spare time I'd like.

Amy I love your posts. Thanks for re-starting your journal. I look forward to reading your posts about being 500lbs.:)

I love how you'll actually respond to (ahem) lust-inspired posts from your male admirers with genuine, thoughtful introspection. It used to be that my favorite part about your journal was getting to live vicariously through you (since I gained weight for a long time but hit the health wall way sooner and way harder than I would have liked). Now, however, with your journal finally restarted, I realize that my favorite thing about it is that you're just so real. You let us into your life, you seem comfortable with it, and I thank you for the privilege!

I too thank you for sharing with is. You are an inspiration to us and we love reading your writings, same for char.
My wife is into the same thing and it helps to see how you cope.

What a sexy babe.:)

It's good to see you back, you've been missed. Very to the point what you write. . It's greatly appreciated

I had similar experiences when I first gained. But for most thin people, once you are fat you are fat. They don't see much difference between 370 and 330 (my size range). I can visit my Mom and be 40 pounds heavier and she'll say "You look well --have you lost weight?"
So I just say I weigh about the same and eventually the relatives get tired of the topic. o:)