Diet food

May 10, 2009

When I hear anyone said that used to be made me feel so angry. However I had no

longer feel that way now. Although that one reason I have had tried to forget

that 3 hell years with this foster mother. From the day my mother passed away

when I was 12 years old through 15 years old lived with that foster. She was

very food control freak. When the doctor had check me over and told her that if

I kept that way I did then I would end up on medicines. That one thing she

decide to do forced me on diet without explain to me why it is important to eat

like that. She just simply forced me without ask my permission if I even want

to. Even after 3 months worth of diet I lost 50 lbs and the doctor was impressed

yet that Bi**h still dare call me fat and such other names. After work my butt

off to lose that much weights in short time. She always kept me starved no

matter how much hours I had spend excerises. I played sports, I even go for walk

at home after homework, and all sort of things to shut her up. Yet she still

don't care and kept me starved anyway and only eat 3 meals a day. To this day I

still hated her so much for forced me something I did not even give permission.

After I ran away from her and I gain about 100 lbs back because of that.

Eliza

May 13, 2009

Hello Eliza,

I had a similar diet experience when I was young as well. I was about 9 years

old, and my family decided I was fat. Looking back at pictures from that time I

was a little chubby, but I was in no way fat, and in fact wasn't even considered

fat by people outside of my family until I was about 12. Well, my mother and

father told me that I should diet if I wanted to be thin and pretty when I grew

up. They told me boys would make fun of me if I was fat. Then my mother

devised a diet for me. This was the early 70's so diets were pretty severe.

For breakfast I had dry toast, for lunch I had celery and carrot sticks, and all

I remember for dinner was dry chicken and salad without dressing. All of this

was done without my consent. I hated ever minute of it. Before all of this I

never even thought about what I ate. I was a kid for crying out loud I

shouldn't be worried about every bite of food I had. Anyway, I started sneaking

food to my room to eat, or volunteering to clear the table, so I could sneak

some of the " normal " food that my parents and brothers were eating. After only

a month they decided that I was thin enough, and then I was told that I could

only eat " healthy " foods from then on. Which was basically eating the same way

except now I got two pieces of dry toast for breakfast, and as many celery and

carrot sticks I could eat for lunch. More dry chicken and plain vegetables for

dinner. After awhile I started borrowing money from kids at school to " sneak "

school lunches. My mother found out, and she was furious. She told me how she

worked so hard to make me lose weight and how dare I go behind her back and eat

junk! That was the end of that forced diet. There were several other attemtps

until I was about 15 and started putting myself on diets. But I swear that all

of my diet mentality and unhealthy eating behaviours came from that first diet.

I was a growing kids and felt hungry all the time. When I woke up, when I went

to sleep, when I was playing with my friends. All the time! I was desperate

and I couldn't count on any adult to feed me properly, so I had to invent my own

methods of getting food for myself. Of course it started a weight gain scenerio

I still live with to this day.

Your foster mother had no right to force a diet on you, and no one has the right

to call you names or label you. As we've all figured out dieting causes weight

gain in the long run. I hope she is no longer in charge of foster children.

Perhaps you should contact the agency that placed you there, and let them know

how abusive she was, so they can stop her from hurting any more children. Just

a thought. Also, I've written many letters to my parents that I never intended

to send, but they help me to work out how I am feeling and what part their abuse

and neglect plays in my life today. Maybe you could write a letter to her, and

see what comes up for you. Then tear it up and throw it away. I hope you can

release some of the pain she caused you.

Keep in mind that you are now doing something wonderful for yourself, and no one

can take that away from you.

Kath

May 13, 2009

Kath, thanks for sharing your story. Its so sad that anyone believes they are

'helping' another person by imposing their ideals upon them. It also reinforces

for me the fact that eating must be directed from one's own body's needs and

can't be any where near as well 'directed' by an external source. (no matter how

well intended)

ehugs, Katcha

IEing since March 2007

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> Hello Eliza,

> I had a similar diet experience when I was young as well. I was about 9 years