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My Boyfriend’s Mother Hates Me

My boyfriend’s mother hates me. And we’ve only been dating less than three months. They had a fight this morning. She started going off about me. Probably about my weight. And how I’m probably encouraging him to gain weight. ‘Cause that’s what all fat people do, right?

I’m sorry if my weight offends you, Mrs. A, but it’s really none of your business. Neither is your 28-year-old son’s weight. At least, not when it’s just a little extra tummy weight.

I’ve struggled with food all my life. It’s not as easy-peasy for me as it was for you. Everyone’s different.¬†Yes, my antidepressants have something to do with my problems. But y’know what? Without those, I’d have killed myself by now. By¬†accident. I’d rather be fat than dead by my own hand. I dunno, those are my priorities. Maybe yours aren’t the same.

I’ve shown her nothing but respect, despite what I think of her. And I’ll continue to show her that. I’m writing this so that I don’t strangle her the next time I see her and she tries to start something. Which she probably will.

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Posted by on September 12, 2014 in Depression


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A is for Abilify

Abilify saved my life.

It saved my academic career.

So it saved my life.

The day Depression reared its ugly head, I had woken up unable to care enough about anything to do anything. I struggled with that for two-three days. Only barely managing to make it to class. Then I took Abilify. Oh, my God, the next morning I was actually happy again. And definitely able to do my homework.

But now?

I’m fat. So very fat. Fatter than I’ve ever been before. My doctor thinks it’s the Abilify. I want to blame the Abilify. But I don’t think I can. All I really do is eat and eat and eat. Just like I used to do before college. But now it’s more. I think because of the depression. But hopefully, if I go off the Abilify–which will happen soon–I’ll lose weight. I hope.


Posted by on April 1, 2014 in A-Z


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