I'm glad that you created this thread because it's something that I've been thinking about for the past few weeks. I've always been a big guy, but I carry my weight extremely well. At 8 years of age, I played on a football team for 10-14 year olds, and had a scrimmage against our senior team, 15-17 year olds. I got knocked down a bit, but I took out some of their best players hard! At 8 years of age I was just over 5 feet, and weighed 141lbs. By the team I joined the wrestling team in the 7 grade, I was around 5'6, 177lbs. I still carried my weight well. After I started to focus more on the violin, I gave up tennis, and wrestling. I led a pretty sedentary lifestyle, only getting active when it was necessary, such as PE, volleyball during family or group functions.
Fourteen years later, and we're in the present. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm a big guy, and I love SEX!!!! SEX, SEX, AND MORE ASS FUCKING SEX!!!! Sorry, where was I? Oh yes. With me being a very sexually active person and a big guy, I noticed that I expanded my attraction to bigger men. I'd prefer men who were at least 200lbs, 400lbs max, and they had to be able to handle rough sex. Almost 3 months ago, I finally realized that if I kept telling myself that one day, I'd be slimmer and healthier and didn't do anything about it, that day would never come. So I joined planet fitness, and I've been so proud of myself and really changing my life. I changed my diet- what I eat, what I drink, how my food is prepared, and cayenne pepper is a good friend! There's a picture of me in my profile, and it reflects my weight at my heaviest. I had no idea how big I had allowed myself to get. Before I started, I was 6'2 and at least 400lbs. I say at least because I really have no idea the exact weight. I noticed that I had lost some weight, so I got on the scale and saw that I was 398lbs. I started to tear up because I had no idea that I had let myself go. When you see yourself in the mirror every day, you're only familiar with your perception of you, not how others see you. I smiled when I realized that I'm still sexy. :wink:
Anyway, I'm on a journey with a healthier lifestyle. I've given myself 2 years- by the time I get to grad school to have my body where I'd like it, and I believe that I can do it. I have the determination, the tools, and the wisdom to do so. And I've realized that out of sexual partners, I'm far more turned by healthier men. I love muscles, and that's something that I want from a man. At the same time, it's not fair of me to ask a man to live up to standards that not even I meet. But I'll get there!
Some of you are probably wondering "Okay, Dante, we want to know how you would deal with this- we don't give a shit about the rest!" And I promise you, I'm about to tell you. During one of my many stoner moments, I thought about my life, and my body, and how it's not where I want it to be. I thought if I could go back in time, I could have stopped myself from eating those brownies, or those french fries, or sent myself anonymous letters, leading myself to the gym. And then I thought about all of the delicious foods that I would eat, and how eating healthy was fine, but OMG GIVE ME CARBS, and PIZZA!!! It then hit me. I wasn't happy during my childhood or my teenage years. Eating cookies, cakes, pies, or pizza gave me a feeling of happiness. People really do eat their feelings. We all have our vices.
Now that I am happier, I have no desire for sweets, really. And if I do, I eat yogurt or granola or fruit. And it doesn't even bother me. In the past 2 days, I've had 2 glasses of crangrape juice. Otherwise, I drink 2-4 liters of water a day. I make sure I work out, and really bust it out at the gym, otherwise, you're just wasting time. When you're in the dark, you look for the smallest spark to bring you a bit of light, and everyone has a feeling of satisfaction when they eat. So, I would treat the obesity like a drug addiction, and they're basically the same in this case. Get the person any help that you can get them. It's stressful, I know. Seriously, it's an emotional rollercoaster, and it happens to be a long ride, and you don't know that you want off until you've already left the platform.
Anyway, I hope that answered some questions.