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Now that severe obesity in women is becoming the norm, obese women feel righteously disgusted by thin women.
The exact same way thin women were always disgusted by them, but now instead it’s things like:
“you can see her collarbones. gross.”
and “ew, her thighs don’t even touch, that’s definitely so unhealthy.”
and “she should cover up her bony arms nobody wants to see that.”
and “omg did you see her just stand up without any help? maybe she should eat more.”
All as they sit there in the food court, without any grace or poise, red-faced and burdened by hundreds of pounds of excess fat. Their clothes grease stained and stretched over their massive bodies. Their cellulite-ridden asses spread across an entire bench in ugly gray 5X sweatpants, shoveling an endless stream of calories into their mouths, gagging at what used to be considered beautiful.
So I’ve gotten some messages and an insinuating comment saying that there’s no way I’m going to be able to not gain until the wedding and like you people don’t know that I hate being told I can’t do something. I love proving people wrong/spiting them. I’m pretty good at it too. So like now I have the urge to spite everyone who said I couldn’t do it because I don’t want to give them the satisfaction of being right
I love her attitude
its like “Oh you think I shouldn’t gain anymore? Watch this!”
Mood: To lie down and play with my stomach, hoping that you will give me even more food and make this stomach as big as an airship
Mood: To bring as much food as a woman like her wants, rubbing her belly and saying encouraging things to her as she keeps stuffing herself past her limits.
Your body isn’t ruined. In fact, quite the opposite. Your body is healing from the unforgivingness and cruelty of society. Your body is learning to live and enjoy every moment. Life isn’t about how long you live, but how you live it. Eat. Rebel against the conditioned fear of fatness. Eat. Forget those who have not learned to live and hate you for knowing more than them. Eat. Ignore the lies of the corporations only interested in profiting on your self-hate and desire for thinness. Eat. Love the flowing curves of your body. Eat. Indulge your desires. Live how you want to live. Eat. Live to eat if it makes you happy. Food can be for something more than simple survival. Eat. If there’s an easier way to do something, do it that way. It’s not lazy, it’s practical. Eat. Don’t save the yummy treat for tomorrow. Tomorrow might not come. Eat. Heal. Rebel. Love. Indulge. Live. You’re not ruining yourself, you’re loving yourself.
I did this to myself in just a year and a half. Imagine what I could do with you funneling calories into me.. buying me takeaways every night and keeping my snack cupboards full.
it started with your first major break-up. you discovered food to be a comfort.
But it wasn’t just comfort in eating, it was freedom to eat as much as she wanted when she wanted and what she wanted. Before your boyfriend would constantly tell you to not get fat like your friends, none of which was over 190lbs.
But with him out of the picture, and your refrigerator you feasted unrestrained, even eating extra just to spite your past.
However, spiting the past is what started splitting your pants, in just 3 months you gorged yourself 72lbs heavier.
Thankfully, your job as a administrative supervisor for an investment company wouldn’t be hindered by your weight, as you usually spent the day behind a desk giving orders and reviewing your employees work.
In fact your underlings not only took notice of your extra weight, they chose to capitalize on your weakness for their own amusement. Starting out by constantly bringing doughnuts almost everyday, and watching how many times you waddle to the break room to grab 2 or 3 more at a time.
Then that faithful day came when you decided to weigh yourself. And saw you have become the biggest you ever been
But knowing how much you let your appetite go free, you weren’t overly surprised, you just didn’t think 7 months of feasting would catch up to you so quickly.
But yet, you can’t deny you love growing big and wide. You know your employees make fun of your fluff, and the restaurants gasp at your mass while you order constantly an unusual amount for one person, seeing you eating more and growing more.
But despite their jokes, those who think are playing you are actually fulfilling you literally by filling you with food, giving you extra portions free of charge, buying random meals, and bringing you home cooked meals.
not to be a hedonist but. pleasure IS the whole point, my loves. we are made for pleasure. humans have not survived out of spite or sheer grit or simply to make more humans. we live for pleasure. the pleasure of licking the last delicious crumbs off your fingers and feeling sunlight on your skin and massaging a loved one’s shoulders. we’re made to fill our bellies with delicious food, to nap in soft grass, to touch each other in joy and comfort.
there is no shame or guilt in our bodies doing what they were made to do. and we are made for pleasure.
