In college, I had a Lit professor who had quite the pot belly, and every single one of his shirts was straining, as though he was unaware of a recent gain, or simply refused to accept it. On occasion, a button in the belly area was undone, and you could see about an inch of his white undershirt. I'm not sure if I'd say I was sexually aroused, but I certainly found it attractive

Later in college, I saw the professor, his very fit wife, and baby out in town, and he was lean and toned, with no sign of what was once a very pregnant looking visceral gut. Oh, well, lol!

In the past 50 to 75 pounds of gain, walking around has become much more strenuous, and consequently, I'm moving less and gaining faster. That's not a huge obstacle in 2023, both because I have a partner and because you can have nearly everything you need delivered. That said, I do enjoy grocery shopping, and I generally use an in-store scooter, since we don't yet have the ability to put my new one in the car. (We're upgrading to a van soon, and we plan to add a hitch.) However, yesterday, the first scooter I got on stalled after traveling about 30 feet. We assumed it might be a mechanical issue, but when we traded places, it worked for my partner with no issues. Nevertheless, he took it back and brought a new one, which did exactly the same thing. We had to settle for letting me lean on a shopping cart, with him doing most of the running up and down aisles. While this definitely presents an inconvenience, it's also nice to hit a milestone of being fatter than most fat people who use the scooters!

Stuffing, squash casserole, brussel sprouts, and mashed potatoes! Basically, a carb fest with a couple of green things.

If someone becomes very physically ill and incapable of any kind of activity or exercise, there's probably a point of no return. Outside of that, change is always possible. A few years ago, I was around 370 lb. Even though i had always been fat (I hit 300 lb by the time I was in high school), I was still able to get down to 190 lb. and could have gone lower if I wanted to. I made different food choices, ate modest amounts, and walked everyday. I didn't enjoy being smaller, it turned out, and I regained intentionally. The fact remains however, if I could change course after a lifetime of obesity, It's possible. I'm now 120 lb heavier than my previous highest weight, And I very much enjoy my size and like my body as is. However, as a super obese person, I realistically understand there will likely come a time when I absolutely have to make changes for health reasons.

This morning, I weighed 492.8 before eating anything. I wasn't planning to exceed 500 lb, but I feel like it may be inevitable without any effort.

As someone who has been big forever, I always know when a shirt has ridden up. At home, unless I have to be on camera for work on Zoom, I usually wear clothing that lets my belly show by design. . or if I'm relaxing, I'll pull my shirt up a little so nothing is constructing me. Consequently, more than a few delivery people have seen my gut. 🤣

It was weird... By the time I realized it, My fingers were a good three or four inches from being able to reach it. I was quite surprised!

Stretching your belly out, thinking you'll be able to cut back anytime you want to, only to realize you're now eating thousands of calories daily just to feel minimally satisfied.

A lot of belly fat and short, puffy arms.

I've actually become unable to reach my own belly button with the last 40 or 50 pounds I've gained. I use a sponge on a stick to wash it, and a backscratcher if the front of my belly itches. My partner has to help me put lotion on.