Ever hear of skinny-shaming? That's what I went thru. Sick or underfed? Call the authorities on my poor parents as I was wolfing down a dozen Sourdough Pancakes and venison chops smothered in wild mushroom gravy!  After giving birth, I walked out of the hospital in the same jeans I got pregnant out of! Oh, and at the doctor's, I was either viewed to be anemic, on illegal stimulants, or anorexic. It happens, Elise, and I feel your pain. There will be no Trump or Trump-like men in my life. Never was, never will. He sickens me.