I know that sounds really pathetic and whiney, but fucking hell, she has been awful to me lately.
I have a history of eating disorders. She has a history of having issues with her own weight. I've put on a fair bit of weight lately. Which I can't stand, I'm not coping well with it. It's largely due to a very poorly managed underactive thyroid. I'm also on medication for another medical condition. She has decided that this medication is making me fat, so I need to get off it ASAP. To the extent that she told me this elaborate (and clearly fabricated) story about how she bumped into an old friend, and said old friend immediately told her that she was on the same medication as me and it made her fat and caused seizures. And I must stop taking it right away. Even though it's an anti-seizure medication. I've had seizures recently, resulting in my being hospitalised. But I honestly think she'd prefer that I had seizures than risk putting on weight.
Today she suggested that I ask my GP to prescribe appetite suppressants. I barely eat as it is. But a few minutes later got cross with me for not wanting a big chunk of lasagne for dinner and a big cream bun for dessert.
She constantly tells me that I'm wasting my potential, that I should do more with my life. I have applied for a course that will help get me on to the degree course that I ultimately want to do. She sneered at me, told me that I probably won't get a place on the course, that it's pointless even trying.
I've been there for her through so much stuff, my husband has put up with my visiting her 7 days a week. Yet she just smacks me down all the time. I'm at a loss. I want to be there for her, but she seems to need to make shite of me, and I really don't know why.
How on earth do I deal with this?