Let me start by saying, I am sorry you have to go through this. I have lived with parental disapproval for as long as I can remember, oddly, not about my size, but because I don't otherwise fit their expectation of what a "good girl" does with her life. They envisioned a life in which I majored in something traditionally acceptable for women, like teaching or nursing. They wanted me to find a "good man from a good family" and marry him right out of college. They wanted me to remain active in the very traditional, conservative religion in which I was brought up. I didn't do any of those things in that order. They've been displeased ever since.

That said, regardless of "whose roof" you live under, no one... and I mean no one... has control of your body except you. Expressing concern is one thing. I am sure there are people who care about me who really wish I wasn't 500 lb. And honestly, some of their concerns are probably legitimate. I have had one or two people say, "I hope you're going to the doctor regularly." I'm at higher risk for diabetes, I have high blood pressure, I get short of breath. I get it.

But NO ONE has authority over your body-- and living on their real estate doesn't change that. Another person cannot *make you* gain weight, lose weight, color your hair, get Botox, join a gym, you name it. Even in a Sub-Dom romantic relationship, consent must still undergird EVERYTHING. Otherwise, the deal is off.

I don't have specific advice for you regarding your father, but I hope you feel empowered to have control over your own body. I suppose he could do something like restrict your access to food he buys. You should still feel empowered to buy your own food and feed your body in the way you find appropriate.

As for the jobs argument-- There may be professions a super obese person might not be physically able to do. You don't seem to fall in that category yet. But there are also hundreds of professions your physical fitness and your size have absolutely no impact on. Please don't believe the 'no one will hire you' scare tactic. It's simply not true. I have an excellent job, primarily work remotely, and make a good income way above the median. I'm just as competent at it at 500 lb as I was at 200 lb, because they hired my brain, not my body.

I truly do wish you all the best, and I hope you do what's best for YOU, rather than what someone else thinks you should do.

Thank you so much! 💓 I really I'm luckier than I ever thought I'd be, finding someone who is a true partner in every sense. I also happen to be crazy about him!

Much appreciated 😊

I know!! Cutting back is HARD when you've stretched your stomach out so much. I'll have to allow myself one major stuffing a month to, you know, feed the beast (aka my belly).

Last night at midnight, my kiss came with a marriage proposal!!! My partner... er, fiance... and I already knew we were in it for the long hall and that we would eventually get engaged, but I was NOT expecting it to happen last night!

Apparently, my parents knew it was coming, and my best friend helped choose the ring (which needs to be sized up *just* a little, as it's slightly snug).

We're looking at next November or early December. And if anyone's curious, I plan to maintain my current weight, since I've never felt more attractive than I do at 500!

Advice from anyone who was an SSBBW bride, who married one, or who just generally gives good advice is welcome! 😊

That's absolutely right. Fortunately, I have a great partner who wants to have a lot of future adventures together and would, though he loves my obese body, support me whether I wanted to be an 8XL or a size 2. So it's not like I have someone in my house who is working against me. I just have to get in the right headspace and shift some habits to maintain.

I've definitely found this to be true. There are no retailers who make clothing I could order without customization and receive ready to wear without tailoring. My arms are short, and I'm not broad-shouldered, but my midsection girth expands to more than a hundred inches when sitting and my rolls and bulges are "compressed". My tailor usually ends up taking about 4 inches off hems and some length off sleeves.

Hope you have a wonderful new year and see all your wishes come true!

Definitely slowing down now, just because I think I've hit a point where daily obstacles are rapidly feeling more pronounced. Given that I'm not super tall, I think another 100 pounds would strand me at home entirely, and I'm not ready for that.

I'm 29 now, but I hit 250 the summer before 8th grade and 325 in 10th grade. I was too fat for the regular one-piece classroom desks and had to sit at a folding table instead. I also hated PE, because running was a required activity, and I've never been a fast runner. I was still agile enough for marching band though.