I'd have to say super extreme stuffings, like 25,000 calories, or in the case of the day after Thanksgiving last year, 58,000 calories. I would only pause if I couldn't breathe, and I'd end up functionally immobile for two or three days, during which just going to the bathroom was a Herculean feat requiring assistance.

I've also relied on condiments and butter to add calories so I could fatten faster: a whole stick of melted butter to dip my pizza in, half a bottle of ranch for boneless wings and tenders and fries, etc. These are extremely unhealthy habits, I know, but they've helped me achieve my biggest blow-ups.

Everyone's journey is so different, and I'm not here to knock anyone. I got my current job when I was losing weight, having hit 370 as my then all-time high. I was about 250 when I was hired, and I ended up getting down to 190 or so. I'm currently about 600, and I've had several performance evaluations and three raises. When my lifestyle has made me unable to work, it has typically been because I've eaten so much, I can't move or need help to urinate. I've also struggled with bouts of immobility issues and body pain. However, I work from home. Given the criteria for disability in the U.S., I don't think I'd meet it. I also enjoy my job, since it gives me an extra social layer in my life.

Today I took the van to get it washed. At this place, which is a hand car wash, you stay in your vehicle until the very end and then step out for interior cleaning. When I returned to my vehicle, the employees had moved my seat forward, which is understandable, but they also adjusted the steering wheel from its usual tilt, which allows me to fit inside. I moved the seat back, but when I got in, my belly piled up on the wheel and blew the car horn for a solid 3 seconds. 🤣

Walking really is such a game changer. I fell off the walking wagon when I did a speed gain over about 5 weeks, and I'm getting back to it and feel better already.

Cooking is a hobby of mine as well (entirely unrelated to the fetish). Thai and Indonesian cuisine can lend itself quite well to clean eating too.

This was a spring mattress, and I hadn't even slept on it yet. I was sitting on the side attempting to dress for a wedding, and I was struggling a bit, so I was kind of trying to "wiggle" my way into my dress. I both heard two noises and felt something give way. There was a distinct sag in the side of the mattress itself that never fluffed back up. I slept on the opposite side that night without incident, and I never had any issues with the hotel trying to bill me for it. I'm still not sure what exactly happened to it though.

I do know of one obese person who had a hospital stay and was placed in a regular bed instead of a bariatric one. His weight crushed whatever mechanisms help the bed redistribute pressure and left it with a sunken area. They had to switch it out for one that could support him.

When actively gaining, a lot of processed food finds it's way into my diet, but day to day, I enjoy whole foods too. Do you enjoy big colorful salads? I make them often with protein like grilled chicken or shrimp, feta cheese, chick peas, etc. Nut butters with raw vegetables are good too if allergies aren't a concern.

If I *had* to lose weight or risk death, could I? Sure. I don't believe that even I, a nearly 600 pound woman, have hit some level of obesity that renders me powerless to change it.

That said, only a medically necessary situation would make me lose weight at this point. I'm very happy with my body, belly size, and life-style, and ALL of this weight was either directly intentional or the result of stretching my stomach out so much in a gaining spurt, it was hard to stop. While I may need to lose a little to fit into my wedding dress, bought 55 pounds ago, it will be as small a loss as possible. I don't foresee ever wanting to drop below 525. That's when I became truly satisfied with the look and feel of my obese body.

Sooo many reasons why I'm fat. The biggest one is that it's intentional!

1) I have cultivated and "built" an obese body I'm comfortable in.

2) I absolutely love the feeling of a belly stretched way beyond capacity and fit to burst with food and drink.

3) I enjoy food, and when I eat, gluttony kicks in and I want to keep going because I enjoy the taste.

4) My favorite physical feature is my belly because of its round shape, and I've enjoyed watching it grow and retain that shape. I also enjoy feeling it bulge when I'm stuffed.

5) I always wanted a 100 inch waistline and, for much of my gain, was striving to get there. Now I've exceeded it, which I consider a point of pride.

6) Outside of my walks, which I do enjoy, it's my natural inclination to be sedentary.

7) I have a natural tendency to gain weight easily.

8) I find my own obesity to be a turn on, particularly belly play, and my belly is more sensitive to the touch when very full.

9) The foods I enjoy most tend to be highly caloric (I LOVE carbs).

10) I've grown more self-confident the more obese I've gotten, versus the short time I was under 200 pounds.

I'm sure there are other reasons, but these carry the most weight. (Pun intended. I'll see myself out. 🤣 )

I despise this movie. My fiance and I hate the assumptions it could lead people to make about our relationship, which is a consenting, completely loving partnership. We've already faced people who assume I'm fat for him. I'm not. I'm fat for me, and I was obese long before he was in the picture. He just happens to love my body as much as I do.

My point is, the movie implies that fat is so disgusting and abhorrent, no one would voluntarily choose it without being a prisoner. Not true at all.