I’m fat because I enjoy being fat. My mother and sister were always thin. I started getting chubby when I was eight. Since I am younger than my sister, I became the fat sister. My mom tried putting me on several diets and I couldn’t picture myself being skinny anymore.

Both of my aunts were like role models to me since they were fat. I had lost some weight before. But, I wasn’t satisfied. Ever since I was a kid, I always wanted to be fat. Now, I’m tipping the scales around 250-lbs.

The other day, I was snacking on Twinkies that I was saving for lunch. Once that was gone, I would normally drink frappes on a daily basis to keep me full.

I knew that I was getting fat is when I couldn’t fit into my clothes. Anytime that I was gaining weight, I had to go up another size. I knew that I was getting fat is when my starter belly became a beer belly. I knew that I was getting fat when my face gotten fat and my neck became a double chin. I knew that I was getting fat when I could barely fit into a booth. I knew that I was getting fat when I could no longer see my feet. I knew that I was getting fat is when I bent several camping chairs. I knew that I was getting fat when my regular walk became a waddle and my belly would jiggle when I waddle. I knew that I was fat is when I had to buy a seat belt extender because it was getting tight in the car.

For me, it was an exciting journey. I had to move up another size every time I gained weight. When I gotten on the scale, I weighed in at 250-lbs. I was like I’m fat. When I walk (okay, I’m waddling now), my belly jiggles.

Belly Bucking is a sport when two large people ( basically, two men) bump each other with their large bellies to bump the other opponent down. When I was a teen, I used to watch the game. I thought it was awesome to see two people bumping their large bellies. They should bring the sport back. Since my colleague and I are both fat, we both play the game. Both of our bellies jiggle when we bump each other. We both have beer bellies that hang over our belts.

My mother would fat shame me for being fat. She must remember that her two sisters in law were also fat. Maybe that’s the reason I’m fat now.

I had yo-yo diet. You lose the weight, you going to gain a lot back. I was down to 200-lbs.; thinking that I was going to be in the 100’s range, but I manage to gain 50 pounds.

For me, I was never fear of becoming fat. When I was 200-lbs, I was like: okay, I’m fat. When I weighed myself at a GNC store, I came in at 227.5-lbs. Now that I’m at 250’ish pounds, I’m more content with being fat.

My colleague at the library where I worked at told me. If I wanted my belly to hang, wear your jeans under your belly to achieve a belly hang. Both my colleague and I have bellies hanging over our belts. We both have beer bellies now. We also done “Belly Bucking “ games.

Keep plenty of snacks on hand; even when you’re not hungry. Double the amount of food; like order two meals. I started eating a lot after 200-lbs. I’m around 250-lbs. if it was my intention of becoming fat, I’m satisfied with that.