I love my mom and I get on well with her for the most part. There is however one sore subject: my weight.
Today we went shopping together and for the most part it was fun, until when a shirt didn't really fit her boobs in H&M, I was like "I know how you feel. This coat is only a 14 because the 12 squished my boobs". Turns out, that's all that it took to set her off. How I really should lose weight, how unhealthy I'm being, how much better I'd look if I lost weight. It's not the first time she said the exact same thing, I said what I usually say, how I am comfortable with my own body, how I don't see how working out twice a week is unhealthy, how if I felt like I needed to lose weight I would. Also how it's my body and therefore my business and could she stop it. Of course she didn't stop it and in the end I just left. She said she was only telling me the truth and that I was running away.
I don't know what I'm gonna do anymore. It's the neverending argument, where I'm like "Back off the subject" and she plays the motherly guilt card. It just feels like 1) she has no idea what I actually eat 2) she's projecting her own body image issues on me (she's a 6, but never happy with her body, always looking to lose weight) and 3) I feel like she treats me like a child worse than when I actually was one. All of this I've already told her, all of it making no difference whatsoever.
Also I really loved when she accused me of not loving myself enough and then when I left after she disrespected my wish not to talk about it and just my opinion in general, she said I was running away. Whatever, woman. Seriously???
We actually wanted to go to a museum on Wednesday. I'm not seeing it happening.