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LOL Sandy. Cracked is the bomb.

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Originally Posted by Caleigh (Post 299027)

Thank you all so much for your nice comments. They've helped me alot, and I'm starting to feel a bit better. A little. The thing is, when I go to my room crying, my parents don't even check on me anymore. They're just like, "She'll get over it eventually." and I'm not the type of person to just...tell them my feelings. I usually type up a long letter, and sit there while they read it and argue their side. :/

Your parents are destroying you. They have no right to invade your life like that. If you think you're fat, you go on a diet yourself.

By the way, what exactly is their side?

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Originally Posted by AlgebraAddict (Post 299049)

Your parents are destroying you. They have no right to invade your life like that. If you think you're fat, you go on a diet yourself.

By the way, what exactly is their side?

That when I have a kid, I can do that to them. That's what they say to everything. "When you have a kid, you'll understand." :rolleyes:

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Originally Posted by Caleigh (Post 299061)

That when I have a kid, I can do that to them. That's what they say to everything. "When you have a kid, you'll understand." :rolleyes:

Why do you keep posting in white?

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Originally Posted by wildwolf (Post 299070)

Why do you keep posting in white?

I don't really know. :P

Caleigh:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qgO9H...feature=relmfu

Just thought it would lift your spirits.
Something else is probably bothering you, and what your mom said is just the straw that broke the camel's back.

Does anyone know where I can watch episodes of Dawson's Creek online for free? >.<

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Originally Posted by Caleigh (Post 299077)

Does anyone know where I can watch episodes of Dawson's Creek online for free? >.<

Dunno why you wanna watch that, but here: http://www.tvduck.com/Dawson's-Creek.html

Oh god, here comes Sandy again...

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Originally Posted by Caleigh (Post 299015)

I don’t really know how to start this. Maybe because I’m paranoid my parent’s will stumble upon this and…I don’t know. They didn’t want me to say my “woes” at church, so what would they do if they found out I was telling my feelings to a bunch of kids I’ve never met? Well, you guys are more than that. You can go from a friend, to a therapist, in the blink of an eye. I think I know how to start this now…

As I’m sure you know, Majors and Minors auditions are coming up in 19 days. I was so excited when Mom told me I could try out. I was about to cry from excitement. Now I’m about to cry from…everything that has happened. I mean, I’m just some “fat” country girl with gappy teeth and a dream I know I’ll never have. And that tears. me. apart. There is nothing else I want to do besides singing for a living, writing on the side, and…just the doubt is eating me alive. There’s gonna be a lot more prettier, skinnier people auditioning, and no one wants an ugly duckling on their show. *sighs*

Now for the main thing. My self-esteem has probably been completely ruined. Of course there were always the occasional “thigh” jokes from the guys at school, but I shrugged them off. But I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this. This was so completely different. Because instead of a bunch of immature guys at school, this was my parents. It all started on Sunday. I wore my Mom’s t-shirt to church because it was prettier than my UK shirt, so I tied it back. I bent down to tie my shoes, and I guess my shirt rode up, because Mom told me to stand up and turn around. She told me those jeans were way too tight, only they felt fine to me. I thought she was kidding, so I said, “Is that a fat joke?” And she said, “Yeah, it is. And I’m not buying you more jeans if you have to get a bigger size. I’m going to Wal-Mart to get some fruit because you’re going on a diet.” That completely broke me. It was right before we left for church, too, and I was trying so hard not to burst into tears. I thought I was average. My BMI was average, and I was happy. My parents think all I do all day is eat on the couch, and KidPub, but I play Just Dance, I exercise, and I practice for Majors and Minors. They don’t get it, and they don’t even try to. I really want to talk to them about it, but all I get is “It’s for your own good.” and “We care about you.” PARENTS DON’T ALWAYS KNOW WHAT’S BEST FOR THEIR KIDS!!!

So now I’m being forced on a diet, even though I’m average weight, height, everything. I feel…broken. And empty. And sad. And depressed. And angry. And confused. Not the slightest bit happy, like I should be. I’M SO TIRED OF PUTTING ON A HAPPY FACE AND BOTTLING UP MY FEELINGS. I FEEL LIKE I’M ABOUT TO BURST INTO TEARS. And I went over to Haley’s house last night, and as soon as I got into the car, my Dad started talking about carbs. -_- I’m just…tired. I’m happy in my own skin, and I don’t see why my parents just can’t be happy for me. I’m always active, so…yeah. I don’t think I’m gonna gain a million pounds and be on one of those “Half-Ton Teen” TV shows. Everytime I accomplish something, my parents always want more from me, and I just..can’t. I’m so close to my breaking point…I can’t be PERFECT. Ohmigosh there is no way on Earth I CAN EVER BE PERFECT, SO WHY ISN’T PLAIN OLE’ CALEGH GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYBODY ANYMORE?!?! I’m going completely insane…sobbing in the shower, doing ten minutes of yoga just to calm down after I sob in the shower, etc.
I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE!!!

Hey... I'm so sorry you have to go through this. I'm so, so sorry. But first thing's first: don't punch holes in your walls like I nearly did. :^I My parents were going to put me in the psych ward, the actual legitimate psych ward, because I was going through what you are, except I forced it upon myself, and it made me go totally bats. I can only imagine what it must feel like for your parents to be doing that...
I love fat people. I love seeing people who are muscular and healthy with a strong appetite and confidence. If I were one of the judges who were monitoring auditions, a person's weight would NOT get in the way of their talent, and if it did, I would slap whoever chose the skinny tard over the normal, talented girl all the way into the water. (... don't ask...)
I think that your parents may be uneducated. Trust me, they've got what they think are your "best interests" at heart, but they are doing it VERY wrong. My parents have told me that they would intervene if I started to gain a lot of weight, and I wouldn't see cereal in the cupboard and I wouldn't be allowed to eat on my own, but you see, they wouldn't mention anything to me. Perhaps they have never experienced an eating disorder or a serious body image problem, so you should DEFINITELY tell them how you feel. I would suggest a letter so you can say everything at once without being interrupted and then leave it for them to find.
People (but girls especially) already have PLENTY voices in their heads telling them that they're not good enough. But a parent's voice should NEVER be joining in.
As for "being forced on a diet"... I don't know how much your parents know about dieting, but I know a thing or two... if you ever start to feel tired, lethargic, or sad (since eating carbs releases the "happy hormone" in the brain or something like that) or anything out of the ordinary on this forced diet, try to sneak something nutritious before your body starts to break down muscle mass to feed itself... and keep your chin up, don't give in, and get ready to rock those auditions. :)

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Originally Posted by Sandy (Post 299101)

Thanks, Sandy, it's nice talking to someone who knows firsthand. :3 I'm sorry you went through that, too. But I guess things always work out in the end.......