JUST SAY, “YES!”
Posted on January 21, 2012 by Dr. Deah
“I’m addicted!” “It’s a total time suck” “I can’t stop checking in!!” “It’s just an exercise in voyeurism and exhibitionism.” “It’s a substitute for real intimacy.” “Do I really want to know what EVERYONE is having for breakfast???” These are all descriptions that people have shared with me about Facebook and I can’t say I disagree. But as Tevye would say, “On the other hand…” For me, it has also been a portal to people and organizations adding knowledge and depth to my personal life and professional pursuits. Occasionally, the two overlap. I reconnected with a childhood friend via Facebook and after the usual reminiscing of boys, teachers and most incredible concerts of the 70’s (Sly and the Family Stone at Madison Square Garden and Janice at the Fillmore) we found ourselves in present time. This is a turning point in The Facebook Friend Continuum. Once the past is rediscovered, like a safety deposit box of memories, gone through, validated, dusted off, blanks filled in, and carefully put away, what is left in terms of continued meaningful contact? Sometimes, differences in politics eclipse the common bond of childhood and you pack the person away as part of your history but no longer check their updates. Other times you may actively defriend someone realizing that they have become (or always were but when you were 10, who knew?) too abhorrent to have their posts show up on your page…or wall…(I’m a bit embarrassed to admit but I am still unclear what the difference is between my wall and my page). Delightfully rare is when you find someone that even as adults you share common ground and if you were to meet that person for the first time today, chances are you would be friends. I recently had this experience with “Vee” who unbeknownst to me, had been reading my blog and keeping up with my posts. She messaged me that she found great
“But, do you still love me?”This was the question Vee asked her mother recently when she took an emergency trip to Florida to tend to her mother’s every need after Mom’s 7 hour spinal fusion surgery. A woman in her mid fifties puts her life on hold, during the holidays, takes a taxi from the airport directly to the rehabilitation facility to be with her 80+ year old mom. Mom, who is immobilized, incontinent and, in my opinion, inexcusably inconsiderate, greets her daughter with,
“You look disgusting, why don’t you lose weight?”INCONCEIVABLE! (Princess Bride Reference!) But NOT inconsistent. Ah, if we could blame it on the pain medication or some cognitive disorder that had her mother blurting out crazy incoherent insults to anyone who walked by. But this was completely in sync with her mother’s normal affect and typical lack of affection. The familiarity of the reproach did nothing to soothe the sting but for the first time Vee changed her lines in their script. She looked at her mom, and inquired,
“But Mom, do you still love me?”Think about this scenario…a woman is there to provide unconditional love and help to her mother. Her mom whose body is in complete disrepair yet still feels superior to her healthy helpful daughter based on the singular criteria of weight. And because Vee, an accomplished talented grown woman is still, as most of us are, invested in our parent’s love and acceptance she is brought to tears by her mom's words. Vee is not alone. So much of our fat shame and self loathing is really about not feeling loved. Not feeling worthy of love. Not being good enough, right enough or thin enough to be loved. It doesn't matter that we know how ludicrous these judgments are because we have been abused and brainwashed for so long, we instinctively try to defend and justify our weight and bodies.
“After I popped the question, she dropped it but meanwhile I overheard her telling 2 different nurses that I used to be so pretty. Plus her aide told me she talks about my weight to her friends all the time. For Christ’s sake, I'm 145, not 245! Okay, so my ideal weight is 118, realistic weight is 125. But I'm 55 going through menopause, not looking for a husband so I could use a break, thank you very much.”So I ask you… Why all the hate? Why do we, as a culture, continue to assault and insult our daughters, sons, mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, co- workers for having bodies that are fatter than we think they should be for whatever reason or justification we may think supports this behavior? So I beseech you…STOP!

"Yes."Here are two wonderful blogs about love and acceptance that you may enjoy. Dr. Pattie Thomas discusses the importance of human empathy in Psychology Today Erylin writes to her dad in her FFF blog post.
