Hi there Micci
Yep, it's true that I was a bit of a rebel too as a teen. My parents seemed to be stricter than many others and, as I mentioned, Mum was very controlling of my food intake (even before I got chubby). When I did get chubby, she was fairly critical and I think a bit embarrassed about my weight (I was probably size 14-16 then). At this age, I began bingeing when she had gone out. Of course, it didn't help that I was into the Sex Pistols et al and wore weird gear and loads of gothic make-up!
I feel awful criticising my mum as she was a very generous, funny and kind person but also quite controlling. I feel bad writing this down as she died of a brain tumour 3 years ago and suffered badly so I feel disloyal and guilty for sharing this but think my childhood may have something to do with my eating fads. (I probably need a visit to Aline's daughter!).
I am feeling better today and ate well yesterday. I'm not going to weigh myself until Wednesay because I know I have gained and that will throw me off track. I really mean to do some exercise (I hate it) as I noticed today that the bit of definition I had in my arms is hidden by something akin to a pitta bread.
Thanks for listening love Pomooky XX
Goodness, we have so much in common. My mother was really controlling about my food but was in other ways such a good parent I have difficulties accepting that some things she did were not good for me. I too binged when left alone in the house, to the extent that there would be problems cooking the next meal as lots of ingredients had gone. Or so I was told but in retrospect I didn't eat the sort of thing that went into meals. My parents generally were pretty controlling and very much judged people by their level of slenderness. It was about the first thing they mentioned about someone new they had met.
My mother thought I was fat as a teenager and told me so but looking back on photos I had a lovely shape when I was about 12 - 14 years. She definitely had oddities around food - going from quite obese to very slender and back and gave me very mixed messages about how I had to eat everything on my plate as it was good for me and she knew best about what I needed and at the same time would proudly tell me that all she had had that day was two sticks of celery, some lettuce and half a boiled egg. Grow up confused about food? Sure I did.
I too looked like a rebellious youth but I'm a bit older than you and was a various stages a biker and a hippy. I could see my poor mother swallowing her shame and doing her best to go to shops with me to buy the clothes I wanted as we embarrassed each other.... ho hum, I can imagine my daughter saying just the same about me, I know that as a parent I've done some wrong things
I'm glad today has been better. You say you hate exercise. Is there anything physical you enjoy? Even going shopping (or window shopping) burns calories and uses muscles. Walking places rather than using buses or the car is good too, it doesn't have to be sweaty stuff in a gym.
Micci xxx