Barbara,
I first heard of this stunt a couple days ago… and was horrified- to
say the least! I kept wondering what I would have done had I been one of those
people in that room, facing a difficult decision, scared of surgery, scared
of my situation to remain as it was, and feeling as if I had come to a point
where I was trying to make my life better for myself. What ticks me off (and
trust me, I’m trying to restrain myself here), is that I don’t walk up to any MO
person and try to push my choices on to them under the misguided heading of
“education.” I expect the very same from my MO brothers and sisters. I tried
to subscribe to the fat activist movement- unfortunately, it felt as if I was
lying to myself (and every other important person in my life) when I had to
constantly remind myself that I was happy being the way I was, and that I loved
myself. I did not love the fact that I couldn’t stand up for very long, nor
did I love the fact that I cried in dressing rooms when nothing fit, I
certainly did not love not fitting into roller coasters, or through turnstiles,
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