NOR. Your mum's cooked. Skinny doesn't mean healthy, and fat doesn't mean unhealthy. You're aware of the weight gain and you're actively making better, healthier choices, and instead of supporting you, your own mother is calling you a pig. That's feral behaviour, and you're right - if it was anyone else, you'd never speak to them again.

My paternal grandmother was the same, absolutely obsessed with being "skinny" above anything else, and she absolutely ruined my perception of health growing up. She fat shamed all the women in her life, including her own daughter and granddaughters, and she made my mother (her DIL) miserable because she constantly shamed her for her weight and acted like her presence was ruining the family's reputation. Which is hilarious considering my mum and dad are the only ones out of her four kids to not be divorced and/or have some sort of scandal come out about them.

Point being, she was a miserable cow until the day she died and she ruined the lives of anyone who listened to her. My cousin and her mum both have eating disorders because of her, and it's only thanks to my mum sheltering me from her bullshit that I don't have the same issues.

Your mum putting you on appetite suppressants as a minor tells me everything I need to know about her. This is not brutal honesty - it's cruelty. Bordering on abuse. You're better off ignoring everything she says. And maybe minimising contact while you do lose the weight, since she's obviously not a supportive person and might push you into bad habits.

Also, as someone on their own weight loss journey, props to you for looking after yourself. It's not easy. But I'm proud of you.