BigWarmMan
Well-Known Member
Does anyone here live with a serious dieter?
Like everyone around us, my wife has taken up the diet again. As happy as I've been of late, discovering my fatter nature, my first impulse is to abandon my growth and join her-- essentially just go back to the way things have always been and leave this wonderful glimpse of the world of BHMs and FFAs to memory.
My wife and I have always dieted together. In fact we met dieting! It is one of our most basic bonds, traveling that road together, keeping each other from the narrow edge. Often, she has said, she never could have done it without me.
Which is why my wife's reaction today was so unexpected. She says she doesn't want me to diet with her this time! In fact, she begged me not to. She says it's not because she wants me to be big and fat. I'm sure she'd rather I be skinny, for health reasons. She says I can't diet with her anymore because I've been so happy, alive and romantic lately.
I told her I could be happy and romantic on the diet. Besides, if I don't diet, too, my every bite would be sabotaging her efforts. I mean, realistically, how could she be expected to stick to her regimen with some great, fat bloke bringing all sorts of delicious goodies into the house and eating them around her? I'd think that would be sabotage of the worst kind!
She says for me to commit to a diet when my heart's not in it would be worse sabotage. I get that. I do. Even though I secretly think she's just trying to be nice. But, I see no other realistic plan. Frankly, the idea of continuing to eat like I have been, while my dear wife suffers alone in ascetic hardship, is utterly appalling! And I can't see skulking about, stuffing myself in secret.
I like to think I can commit to dieting whole-heartedly! In fact, I've done so my entire life! I actually have pretty amazing will-power. Beside, I do everything whole-heartedly!
On the other hand, I've really loved getting fat. It's like coming out of the closet or something. I feel like I am myself for the first time in my life.
So, what's the answer? I've noticed that there are a number of genuinely slender women on this site, who live with truly fat partners. How do the individuals in these relationships each maintain their chosen weight?
If you, or the person you live with is a serious dieter/thin-ness enthusiast, please share your story here. How do each of you cope, living with a partner with radically different eating and exercise habits?
Like everyone around us, my wife has taken up the diet again. As happy as I've been of late, discovering my fatter nature, my first impulse is to abandon my growth and join her-- essentially just go back to the way things have always been and leave this wonderful glimpse of the world of BHMs and FFAs to memory.
My wife and I have always dieted together. In fact we met dieting! It is one of our most basic bonds, traveling that road together, keeping each other from the narrow edge. Often, she has said, she never could have done it without me.
Which is why my wife's reaction today was so unexpected. She says she doesn't want me to diet with her this time! In fact, she begged me not to. She says it's not because she wants me to be big and fat. I'm sure she'd rather I be skinny, for health reasons. She says I can't diet with her anymore because I've been so happy, alive and romantic lately.
I told her I could be happy and romantic on the diet. Besides, if I don't diet, too, my every bite would be sabotaging her efforts. I mean, realistically, how could she be expected to stick to her regimen with some great, fat bloke bringing all sorts of delicious goodies into the house and eating them around her? I'd think that would be sabotage of the worst kind!
She says for me to commit to a diet when my heart's not in it would be worse sabotage. I get that. I do. Even though I secretly think she's just trying to be nice. But, I see no other realistic plan. Frankly, the idea of continuing to eat like I have been, while my dear wife suffers alone in ascetic hardship, is utterly appalling! And I can't see skulking about, stuffing myself in secret.
I like to think I can commit to dieting whole-heartedly! In fact, I've done so my entire life! I actually have pretty amazing will-power. Beside, I do everything whole-heartedly!
On the other hand, I've really loved getting fat. It's like coming out of the closet or something. I feel like I am myself for the first time in my life.
So, what's the answer? I've noticed that there are a number of genuinely slender women on this site, who live with truly fat partners. How do the individuals in these relationships each maintain their chosen weight?
If you, or the person you live with is a serious dieter/thin-ness enthusiast, please share your story here. How do each of you cope, living with a partner with radically different eating and exercise habits?
