I was 150lbs and held /- 10lbs of that weight for quite a few years leading up to last June. Always a bit on the thicker side, but it fit my frame so I had always looked semi-fit. Never really thought about getting bigger 🤷‍♀️ (let alone liking it)

Over the last year my job has demanded quite a bit of my time. Which led to a spiraling chain of bad eating habits to form.

I started eating fast food every day of the week. I started stress eating every night when I got home from work. I started basically using food as a way to relieve stress and anxiety in my day to day life.

This obviously led to a slow but steady amount of extra weight to start building up.

Before long I was 200lbs. I remember telling my husband while changing, that I needed to either lose weight or buy new clothes soon. It was difficult to find clothes that didn't make me look even fatter that I was to work.

He explained in great detail, just how much he wanted me to maintain this new weight.

Buying new clothes it was then! I wasn't large enough that I couldn't justify it to myself when it made him this happy to see me this way.

Obviously this entire thing snowballed Into a continuous cycle of gaining...needing new clothes...husband worshipping me so perfectly I would continue to ignore the increasing weight and kept gaining and gaining.

Somewhere alone the line. I developed a love for the entire ordeal. The worship I get from my husband is part of it. The rest was the feeling I got when I was overfilled with food. Euphoria. It feels good to be full and I'm not going to pretend that I don't like it 🤷‍♀️

Fast forward to the current, and I'm officially 250lbs as of this week!

Gaining has become a daily thing between us and I've never been happier 😋 I'll probably maintain this weight for as long as I can. Assuming I can control myself...

We'll see! ✌️

Edit: Feel free to ask me any questions ❤️ It's impossible to fit all the details in one post after all lol