And Just Like That, They Dropped A Couple Hundred Pounds

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Thanks to a genetic condition, I’ve been “skinny as a beanpole” my entire life, constantly underweight despite eating 2,000 or more calories a day. Finally, right before I turn thirty, I am put on some new medications and things start to turn around. I am 5’6” and ninety-eight pounds. After six months on the new meds, I am 130 pounds. My doctors are happy, my family is happy, and most importantly, I am getting closer to being healthy.

My husband and I host a holiday dinner this year, inviting both of our families. We haven’t seen them in person since before I gained the weight, so everyone is shocked at the change. My parents hug me fiercely and my siblings and my husband’s siblings all congratulate me on “finally having body fat.” My mother-in-law looks me over and shakes her head, not saying a word.

During dinner, the mashed potatoes are being passed around. My mother passes them to me when my mother-in-law speaks up.

Mother-In-Law: “Should you eat that?”

Me: *Pause* “Eat what?”

Mother-In-Law: “Those potatoes.”

Me: “Well, I made them… so… yes?”

Mother-In-Law: “I’m just saying.”

Husband: “Saying what?”

Mother-In-Law: *Dramatic sigh* “I didn’t want to say anything, but since you brought it up… she’s gained weight. A lot of weight.”

I look down, trying to decide if I want to yell at her or cry. My mom puts her arm around my chair.

Mom: “She’s healthy.”

Mother-In-Law: “Weight gain like that can’t be healthy. You’re getting fat.”

Husband: “Mom, stop.”

Mother-In-Law: “You should consider a diet or a cleanse. I’m sure your gut is just filled with waste and excess—”

Husband: “Mom!”

Mother-In-Law: “I’m just being honest! Your digestion is probably slowing down. You’re getting older; you—”

Me: *Quietly* “You’re a b****.”

A long silence follows.

Mother-In-Law: “Excuse you?”

Me: *Louder* “You’re a b****.”

Mother-In-Law: *Standing up* “And what makes you think you can talk to me like that?”

I scoop a very large helping of potatoes onto my plate before passing them on.

Me: “I’m just being honest.”

They left shortly after the meal was over. I apologized to my husband for calling his mom a b**** but he assured me he wasn’t upset. She hasn’t apologized for her comment, so she hasn’t been invited back.


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