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Anyone have stories of family members fattening up?
My mom has been purposefully gorging herself for a few weeks now. Trying to impress this new guy, I guess. He keeps persuading her to eat more and more and encourages her to gain weight. He says that he loves big women with an appetite and is always buying her bigger clothes!
My mom is always eating now it seems. She was hesitant at first, but now with her now boyfriend footing the bill for everything and encouraging her to get bigger, I'm worried about her health! She started out a bit chubby; 200lbs, but the rate she's been binging, I'm afraid that she'll be over 300lbs by next year!! She won't listen to reason and is too enamored with this guy!
I'm at my wits end here. I'm hoping for people to share their own experiences with family members (dad, mom, cousins, aunt, uncles, siblings, etc) getting fat and gaining large amounts of weight. What happened in your situations? How did it happen, how much weight did they gain? How did you deal with it!?
I do enjoy moving slower. I enjoy all the new changes and struggles. I'm starting to feel ponderous now. My gut is so big it is throwing my balance off and changing how I waddle and move. It is hard to describe the feeling but it's almost like moving my body now feels like driving a new car I'm not familiar with. If you're built anything like me you will really start feeling the weight soon. I still felt kind of normal at 325. I felt fat but not like this. I feel huge now and I really think I've crossed a threshold to a new level of obesity. The discouragement from my family is nothing new. I tend to ignore it mostly, but it's also a form of negative reinforcement I guess. It let's me know that they see what a pig I've become and that validates my gorging. How do you feel at 325?
I feel the way you describe yourself now - driving a car you’re not familiar with. I’ll sit in a wide chair and still, each of my love handles is touching the end. I’ll open a refrigerator door and it’ll graze my moobs. I’ll slip on a pre-pandemic shirt only to discover how much I’ve blimped up. The worst (best?) part is, my wife can’t keep her hands off me. So I’ve lost all incentive to try and get under control again.
Once you get that obese with a wife that appreciates it, forget it. You're not turning back and why would anyone want to? Happy blimping my friend! I think we both have massive futures to look forward to.
Seriously. As soon as I realized I had her approval, it’s been nonstop stuffing. And she has been more aggressive on encouraging me as well. Last night after a huge dinner, she asked if I wanted some cookies. I patted my bulging sides and said I’m stuffed. So she reached into the cookie jar, grabbed the biggest cookie she could find and handed it to me.
How has it been going for you? Your wife still blimping you up? What's your weight?