I knew I liked fat girls prior to this but this was the first specific one:
There was a somewhat thin girl that moved into my neighborhood. She was around 120 lbs at the time. She loved eating. She was eating almost all the time. Over the next few months she started to put on increasing amounts of weight. When she was about 160 lbs, she confided in me that she was worried about her weight gain and that her metabolism was slowing down. A few more months later she was about 200 lbs and she asked me if she should just give in and become a plus-sized model. She was worried that no one would think that she was pretty anymore. I told her to do what she thought was right for her. She lost the weight, then moved away, and I never saw her again.
Worst advice I've ever given. If I'd only had the confidence that I have now, I would've told her that she should love her body and should never worry about what others think. I wish I would've told her that I loved her body just the way it was.
7 years