Ditzy:
Yes and especially by my eventually ex husband and my Mother.
johniav:
My mother is a great lady. However, she always makes it a point to let me know when I have gained weight.
Same here since I became the fat one out of my mother and sister.
4 years
Two years ago, I went to a restaurant with my mother and sister; where we were seated at a booth. The booth was small that I barely squeezed into the booth. I nearly gotten stuck in a booth since I am heavier than my mother and sister.
4 years
It's the softness of my body that makes it amazing. My fat face and having that double chin makes it fuller. As for my belly, it's gotten so big that it rests on my lap (it jiggles when I walk or should I say waddle). I don't wear shoes with laces anymore; I found slip-on sneakers. I'm already between 200 and 300-lbs. I'm fifty pounds away from being 300-lbs. If you ask me do I love being fat? The answer is yes.
4 years
I started waddling at 239-lbs. Eleven pounds later (heavier); I'm still waddling.
4 years
Watching my aunts being SSBBW's themselves; but I'm at the BBW level.
4 years
I became fascinated with being fat since I was a child. I wanted to be fat just like my aunts were. By the time that I was an adult, I was totally obsessed with being and becoming fat. So I stopped exercising and began to eat more. When I weighed in at 200-lbs. I doubled the amount of food. Now, I'm 50-lbs. away from being 300-lbs.
4 years
I'm over 200-lbs. I celebrated my 250-lb. mark with a cake. Not looking back at my weight.
4 years
My belly since I added five more inches to it (50-inch belly). It's jiggling now and I can't stop patting my beer belly. So happy.
4 years
Since I'm at 250-lbs., I feel fat.
4 years
