Its a funny title for a post on a forum
makes it sound like you can be fat in public and not so fat at home?
maybe i read too much into things though.
not hating ... dont be mad.

I sometimes have mini panic attacks when i go out. that may be because of how much my body has changed. or it could just be adjusting after being on lockdown and going nowhere for so long.
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and i guess it depends on where or what kind of public is it.
my BF too me to an arts and craft show.
It was hard to walk around because of my ankle injury.
it did feel nice to be outside
but he its like he kept some kind of food in my hands the whole time.
i have given him way too much control of my life. he got to choose my clothes and THAT was embarrassing.
i would have preferred a long dress. or jean and a big t shirt.
oh well.
i guess its the price for love?

I used to not like people to see how i had changed.
now... its not like i like it or dislike it.
i just try to go with the flow

Bending all the way over.
I lost a lot of flexibility because I could exerize when I first killed my ankle.
Now with losing flexibility and my gut, Its really hard to put on shoes.

Not sue if this is a limitation but...
The whole clothes thing was limiting in that i didnt want to go out after about 30+ lbs gained

nothing fit and my work was scaled back so i didnt have money to buy new clothes.
even had to give um my membership to this site.

LOVE THEM...
Nice to see a guy see what its like to have something extra up top.

I used hormones to"help" a guy grow.
Loved how they felt when his chest was shaved

Light bandage.
My BFF played around with casts other than my ankle. It was a major scare and turn on at the same time

Along these lines...
1. I wish i had never gotten injured and started gaining
2. I'll never exercise like the before me did
3. It's a daily battle between accepting the new me and trying to fight it.

I wish some one would just maintain my weight when I get to 250. Or just help me accept this and let go of the notion that I can change

I killed my ankle near the beginning of covid.
Every time I went to the doctor I gained a little.
The nurse who weighed me raised an eyebrow when she wrote down my weight on the chart. I could tell why. I asked how much and she said 27.
She didn't tell me my weight. Just what I had gained.
I cried

I don't consider this MY fetish yet
But only my sister BFF and brother have caused this

Little Debbie Nutty Bars.
holy cow.
my BFF dropped off 4 boxes of them and finished one whole box this evening before she even left.
I could die for them.
put them in the freezer... even better

I think its important to have limits... boundaries.
you can alwasy change them as you go along

my original goal was to gain only 20
funny how gaining 20 back then seemed like a lot.
maybe think of limits as goals and then see how you feel? and go from there?

Lard consistancy. think along the lines of crisco. but thicker.
If you mix it with sugar and vanilla its almost like cake icing
and i cant believe i told you this.

but... i was craving something sweet one night and didnt want to leave my place because its cold. and... yeh. easy to make