When we started dating I was so much smaller. I was still fat, but I wasn’t this fat. I used to be able to walk and now I barely am able to waddle 50 feet without needing to sit. Now that I’m almost immobile, am I too fat for you? Do you still like my body even though I have thick rolls of fat on my legs, arms, belly, back, and even what used to be my neck? Do you mind that I essentially fill our entire bed even though it means that you have to on the sofa? Not that you haven’t been doing that for years now. My snoring got so bad that I used to keep you up. Now I have to use a cpap and I do...

When we started dating I was so much smaller. I was still fat, but I wasn’t this fat. I used to be able to walk and now I barely am able to waddle 50 feet without needing to sit. Now that I’m almost immobile, am I too fat for you? Do you still like my body even though I have thick rolls of fat on my legs, arms, belly, back, and even what used to be my neck? Do you mind that I essentially fill our entire bed even though it means that you have to on the sofa? Not that you haven’t been doing that for years now. My snoring got so bad that I used to keep you up. Now I have to use a cpap and I don’t snore, but you can’t fit anyway. I can’t believe I’ve let my mobility get so bad. I can barely walk from my bed to the kitchen these days and anytime we leave the house I need to use my mobility scooter. You’re not embarrassed to be seen in public with me on my scooter, are you? Do you think it’s cute? Can I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that you’ll take care of me and support me no matter how fat I get? Thank goodness... because I don’t think I can stop gaining. I’m going to be completely immobile soon and I’m going to need you even more.