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I have been enabling my girlfriend’s horrible habits. She used to be very thin in high school, but she always has had a sweet tooth and loves to eat fast food. Once we moved in together I started bringing her more and more food, she is so gluttonous she ate everything I put in front of her. I have done this for years, and she has ballooned. She is nearly 350 pounds now, and I only want to make her bigger. I have stayed fit, and I get immense satisfaction from maintaining my physique while simultaneously ruining her figure with food. It’s been amazing so far, and I do not plan to stop.
I'm so mad!
I have a few pounds extra on my hips and a friend of mine thought it would be funny to make jokes about my weight.
She knows how much I suffer because of those extra pounds and I try really hard to lose weight and I exercise every day. It hurts me a lot.
I accidentally talked bad about her behind her back to some of her friends (I'm not friends with them) and now they are all mad at her, too. I told them a bunch of lies, what a slut she is and stuff like that.
She doesn't know I told mean lies about her.
My significant other thinks I am a bit corpulent therefore she registered me in a gym. My confession is that I haven't used any of the fitness equipment yet. I spend all my time in the spa area like the sauna.
I'm 5'10 and weigh 154 lbs, that's not fat!
This is a confession but also shows how karma can pay you back. Ever since I was a kid I’ve been fascinated with fat. I used to wish I’d grow fat and I’d put pillow up my shirt to pretend I was fat. I also used to tease others who where “chubby”. I remember seeing a fat boy and saying out loud how fat he was. My sister told me that was rude.
When she hit puberty my sister gained some weight. I would tease her mercilessly. I used to tease other cousins who were fat. I was downright mean. And I was arrogant about it. When I was going off to college my sister snidely said “watch out for the freshman fifteen”, which I scoffed at.
Well, by thanksgiving of that year I had put on the freshman15, and to be honest I liked it. I was not huge by any means but I went from 160 to 175. By Christmas, I did gain more and was up to 195. When I came home. I was sucking in my smallish beer gut all the time. One morning she caught me by surprise in the bathroom with my shirt off and grabbed my flab and said, “you won’t be able to hide that gut much longer the rate you’re going!”
Now, she was a bit odd, and said to me that she put a spell on me and that I would continue to grow fatter and fatter, because I used to treat her so bad! I told her to piss off.
But you know, I was actually thrilled that I was caught with my pudge hanging and I secretly liked the idea of getting a lot fatter.
So, I decided then and there that I’d no longer hide my weight gain. At Easter the next year both my parents commented on my increased girth. My sister just smiled. During summer break I was a good 220 lbs and mowed the lawn shirtless.
I got a lot of teasing from my sister and especially one cousin.
Funny, how liberating it was. When my sister would tease I’d reply “hey, your spell is working and there is no use fighting it.”
Little did she know that she tapped into a desire that I had all those years as a kid. In my teasing I was actually jealous of her fatness as a kid.
So today many years later, here I am still getting fat. I’m 260 lbs with. A pronounced 52 inch beer belly. My sister lives in a city some 4 hour drive away. Each time we meet I mention that the spell is still working. She knows that I like sporting a fat gut and I take every opportunity to do some show and tell. This past Christmas she asked if I’d play Santa for her kids, and I said, I’d make sure that my belly is big enough to not use any padding.
I apologized about teasing her as a kid, and said that karma has repaid me. I think in a few years I’ll likely be 300. I am not her little brother any more.
I have an extreme attraction to overweight men, something about them is so cute to me, i don´t really know why.
I'd like to confess that I know I have a nice and trim figure but I still feel the urge to loose weight.
I confess I gave my boyfriend food supplements because he was very skinny. He gained over 25 kilograms and looked very good and hot. His appetite increased very much and he gained more weight and now he's slightly overweight.
But he doesn't care, I do. I don't want to be with a fat guy. :(
I don't think this is a sin or anything (more like a rant) but a lot of people have been commenting about my weight. Please note that if you tell people that they're underweight, it hurts just as much as if you were telling them that they're fat. My body is perfectly balanced and I can't do anything to change how I look. Stop telling me to eat more and "You are so underweight!". It makes me feel horrible. Just one comment makes me want to throw up. Please just stop commenting on other people's weight or the way they look. Everyone is different and should not feel ashamed of their body.
I feel guilty about losing weight. I am beginning to skip meals more than just sometimes. My best friend struggles with her body image, I do too. Before I started to change my lifestyle to get the body I strive for, she would tell me that she would die to look like me. She wants to look like me... I don't even want to look at myself, I don't know why anyone would want my ugly body. Now that I have lost weight she just wants to look like me more. She doesn't copy me or anything she just wants my body. When I occasionally talk about how I struggle with the way I see myself she denies my insecurities and says I'm not fat. I feel like when I talk about how I don't like my body, she may take it as I don't like hers either because she is bigger than I am. Which is in no way true. It feels like its unfair on her half.
(bad spelling in this, prob won't make sense. I just needed to rant)
I study and have to do assignments and I try to fit in some exercise but lately all I do is walking and vibration platform workout with weights and resistance cords. I really try to eat low fat however I notice weight gain. some is from that we have gone back to full cream milk over low fat milk and there is a lot of dieticians turning back to butter and full cream. sometimes I will eat peanut butter and hazelnut choc spreads but I know I should not have these. I avoid jams and sweet things a lot.
I find I get cravings for chocolate and I snack too much on choc wafers and cheese and crackers, biscuits and I have become turned off flavored yogurts and I prefer low fat choc mouse or plain low fat yogurt mixed with lime juice and I prefer chili sauce over other dip sauces as it clears my sinuses.
I rarely eat fattening foods like cake or pastries or ice-cream (they are special treats for me).
dessert for me is like 1 ginger nut biscuit with a cup of tea,
I really enjoy vegitables as themselves or in soups and salads, I love salmon and tuna, and beans and I eat lean meats and small portions only.
I just want to know where I am getting this access fat?
I want to exercise more where my neighbors can't see me exercising. I want to lose weight so bad. I have considered starving myself. cutting half of everything I eat. I drink heaps of water often
I need to find exercise that will work, is fun and not over burdensome!
I am sick of gaining fucking weight. I am sick of being ugly and slobbish and I hate looking at myself in the mirror seeing all the fat.
my laziness is frustrating. I need to move more and I have to study and complete my work. If I don't start looking good and losing weight and feeling good soon I just don't know what I will do.
I am 5’3 and I reached my milestone of 84lbs. Now I’m going for 80lbs. I’ve never been so happy.
I am a very heavy person and I always have been and I really like to change but I guess not strong enough? Because I still keep doing what I am doing without thinking about the consequences. I am eating and eating and stuffing my face and I am so fat but I cannot change it. I am not strong enough or something I guess and I love food I mean LOVE FOOD. I could never go on a diet and sports does not work for me either. I guess I might be just too lazy but I am still waiting on the motivation to turn my life around but it just does not come you know.
I am on a diet right now and I really try to get this to work.
But yesterday I couldn't hold my hunger anymore. I ate all the unhealthy stuff I tried to avoid in a month.
Now I have constipation because my stomach isn't used to this kind of food anymore.
Me and my boyfriend tried to lose some weight in the last couple of months. Together we weigh around 450 to 500 pounds. We registered at the gym together and started changing our diet. It was a miserable experience for me!!!
I couldn't lose weight although I tried so hard. I cut out carbs and stuff and only ate a pizza or a burger once or twice a week on my lunchbreak from work.He on the other hand started to lose weight rather quickly and he enjoyed it! It's just so unfair!!!I thought about sabotaging him and maybe put sugar in his detox teas or something along those lines..
.I just hate seeing him so happy while I am so miserable...
I told a sweet person she needed to exercise & lose weight. Then I told her to find someone else. Why? She claimed to be someone from my past. She didn’t realize I had known the person she was pretending to be. The person from my past was very kind & had been hurt. I thought a lot of her & didn’t like someone posing as her. However; this person i couldn’t see in the chatroom was a very sweet person too, & also hurting. I tried to set aside my pain from my own broken heart, to help her. But then her friends didn’t like my advice & put me out of the room. I wish I could undo the mean things I said. I did not care about her weight. I just didn’t like her pretending to be someone I knew. Does that make sense? This person from my past was a very good person. I tried to help her before my life nearly ended. So it was odd to have someone posing as her. Plus she caught me at my worst, & then I experienced a health scare. But I feel so bad.
I’m also heart broken because I had a wonderful woman, but I hurt her. God gave me a wonderful person, & I broke her heart. Then I turned around & hurt someone else who was nothing but kind to me. I seem to keep hurting people. But I don’t mean too. I’m just overwhelmed. My heart is broke. Im lost. Now a big moment is coming in my life. So I’m trying to make my peace just in case. Hopefully I come out the other side. But if I don’t I at least tried to make things right. If your a person who thinks your overweight or not beautiful. Quit thinking that way. These are labels society put on us. People used to tell me they wished they looked like me. Well I paid a heavy price to look like this. So no ones appearance is perfect. That lady I met about 11 years ago was beautiful. She just couldn’t see herself the way I did. My ex was the same way. She also couldn’t see herself the way I did. Sadly. I couldn’t be the man she deserved. I let everyone who cares about me down. I am sorry for all the pain I caused others. A lady tried to flirt with me the other day. No way. I’ve already left a trail of broken hearts. I wish I could set those right. But I’m not going to hurt someone else. I’ve did enough harm. I don’t want to hurt sweet people I care about.
I was at a lake and saw a lot of hot girls. I’m a little chubby right now. I’m 6’1 200 pounds. I had to wear a swim shirt because of my lack in confidence. But once I got home it opened my eyes. I imagined how much more confident I would’ve been if I had abs and could’ve just walked up to them and said hey. I always fantasize about being in shape and being happy. I’ve started to fast and eat less chunk food. I only drink water now as well. I’m going back in a couple months and really want to have no shirt so I can actually feel good being around girls.
There is this woman in our office that I just cannot stand. She is always complaining and she is really overweight. She is always complaining about the shitty office equipment and if she has nothing to say about that, she is complaining about her weight and crying loudly that she needs to lose weight. I have a sweet tooth and have always some chocolate or other sweets with me and I know started asking her if she'd like some. Of course, I am all smiles and friendly, because I only want to share my good stuff, ya know?
She always declines, but I see how she's struggling and that fills me with so much joy.
Please forgive me for my disgraceful attitude.
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