My mom and I have always had a rocky relationship but better now because I've learned that she really is a very self-centered person. It's all about her and is getting worse as she ages. Better now because I've learned to deal with her on a surface level. I just don't let her get under my skin anymore, nor do I give her the opportunity to do so.
I wasn't an overweight child, but put on 50 lbs in one year at the age of 13. From that time forward, even though she also struggled with her weight, she was quite proud...and quite verbal to anyone who would listen...that she weighed less than me. When people mistook me for her sister (when I was in my late teens), she'd go on and on and repeat this episode to anybody else who would listen. It never occurred to her how badly she was hurting me.
Over the years, whenever I dieted, she'd try to sabotage me in little ways while being 'supportive' of my efforts and while also going on a diet because, God forbid, I should actually lose weight and weigh less than her. When my diet fell through, she'd quit dieting as well.
Currently, my weight is 260. Hers is 240. When she found out 3 weeks ago that I was getting a lap band, she immediately went on a diet. While I'm pleased because it means she'll also take off the weight, I can't help a teeny bit of an evil laugh and thought that she won't be able to quit this time. My son said if she falls off her diet, perhaps I should offer her my 'fat clothes' as I shrink out of them. He figures that will motivate her.
I'm so going to hell for that last thought.
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