I remember when you would come by our house to sell Avon. My cousin and I would wait to look at “that really pretty girl”. We thought we were sneaky but I’m sure you knew two little boys were checking you out. Now I know you’re even prettier on the inside and that is awesome. Very happy for you.
Teresa Lynn Dunn
Brad!! How sweet of you to say those things! You were always the sweetest boy around! I am so happy for you and all you have accomplished! And again thank you I was thinking you grew up to be a very handsome and kind man as well!
Thank you. I appreciate that. You know, I remember another time when I went with Anthony to your house outside Athens for something. I can’t remember exactly what it was but he had to go inside for just a couple seconds so I stayed in the car. You stepped out on the porch and I was somewhat shocked. You were different and obviously unhappy. Wearing men’s socks and baggy clothes. I am so glad that you are happy and healthy and no longer under that bondage.
Yesterday, I posted a link to this blog on my Face Book page. I posted a link to the About Teresa Page so people could know what this blog is about and basically what I stand for. What I got in return was a very valuable life lesson….
Brad Lane grew up on the mountain where I grew up, he was the cutest boys around and sweet as honey in my eyes. He is about 8 years younger than me, so I thought I was GROWN by time he was born. He is about the same age as my brother Anthony. So I always knew him as “Anthony’s Friend Brad”
Brad went to school to be an Eye Doctor, now you will forgive me because I am not sure of the exact title he has but I know he is an eye doctor with other majors one being psychology. Now, I may be blonde, but I ain’t dumb. And this dumb blonde ain’t nobody’s fool!
Imagine….that a psychology major could miraculously open your eyes… YES, I do believe their is a market for that in bariatric surgery patients.
If you are wondering about my ramblings, let me just put it this way. When I read the apply above that Brad wrote to me, I had several feelings.
One, shame. I was ashamed that someone who had looked up to me as a child could see right through the baggy pants and men’s socks and recognize pain, and sorrow and BONDAGE. It was a little embarassing at first.
Two, guilt. Oh, how guilty I felt for allowing myself to get to that place. I don’t know if I was obese when he saw me, OR if I had already lost the weight and still maneuvering around in my old clothes. I do recall once sitting on the couch after I had lost A LOT of weight and hearing a knock at the door and my pants were so large they fell off when I stood up to answer the door. Was THIS –THAT day?? Who knows, I felt guilt that is all I know.
Three, RELIEF…. Brad had spoken to me in such a kind, nonjudgmental way that I felt relieved I was faced with this memory so I could feel these feelings and release them.
It was like having Lasik surgery from an old program that so often repeated itself in my life.
I am recovering nicely from the surgery, the cloudiness of my vision is being restored to clarity. Tthe kind doctor did not really give me any post op instructions. But, maybe I will follow up with him for a post-op visit!! Thank you Brad and if I owe you anything for that consultation, let me know….because I am sure thankful for the “eye opening” 🙂
Seriously… this post is serious…. and I am thankful for the interaction and opportunity that was presented to work through some of this.
I was wearing baggy pants, and men’s socks because I refused to accept that I deserved anything but… this is an issue to discuss in therapy I do believe!!!
Be well, be love and be loved,