And coming out of the left field: I gain because it feels like I’m growing into myself, changes from hormones are pretty obvious to begin with but combined with additional weight really makes a big difference.
As I grow, I feel like I’m understanding myself better as well-I never realised just how much I could fall in love with my own belly, how much better life is at a slower pace because I waddle along and actually notice the world around me, opposed to rushing and missing everything.
And obviously: food! Something that was just necessary fuel opposed to something to be enjoyed and savoured, I see my changes as only for the better.

At the risk of sounding like an echo, the two are not mutually exclusive: both trigger responses of pleasure, and I can assure that this works the other way round too-I get hungry, sometimes for more than food.

You’re welcome to drop me a message if you’d like-ideally I’m looking for someone on the same page to talk to while I snack away the days.

Thank you, you’re very kind. And yes, I’m so happy to be able to say that things are looking up. I’ve been very lucky, and making the most of some happiness which has made such a difference.

Absolutely-it’s the antithesis of what I was.
I always used to rush and run and everything had to be done instantly.
My work ethic was brutal, I would often be told by senior management to calm down and cut myself some slack.
Calming down, slowing down and actually giving myself a rest at times is much better for me.

Police are police.
Crisis team are specialist team supposed to help with crises that I cannot specify here, major incidents including breakdowns and worse.

Thank you.
They stopped me before I could not be saved.

Thank you, I didn’t expect anyone to respond and have had a difficult few days with the Police and crisis team.

Figured I’d ask.
Since I came out, I’ve been alone-family, friends and everything all gone.
Looking to move past that but being alone will not help.