u/ReliefAsleep4216

I can’t stop

Haiii guysss
I still remember being 70kg and thinking this whole thing was just going to be a small experiment. I told myself I’d gain a little weight, maybe reach 100kg, then stop and go back to normal. I never expected it to turn into this.

As a Muslim girl, my parents were completely against it from the beginning. At first they thought I was joking when I started eating more and talking about wanting to gain weight. But once the changes became noticeable, they got really upset. My mom kept telling me I was ruining myself and my dad constantly commented on how much I was eating.

For a while they even locked food and snacks away because they thought if they controlled what I ate, I’d stop gaining. But it only made me think about food more. I started sneaking snacks into my room, ordering food late at night and hiding wrappers so nobody would notice.

At first it honestly felt fun. Watching the number on the scale go up, noticing my clothes getting tighter, seeing my body become softer and heavier — it became addictive in a weird way. I kept telling myself I was still in control and that I’d stop once I hit 100kg.

But when I finally reached 100kg, nothing changed. I didn’t stop eating the way I had been. My portions kept getting bigger, the cravings got stronger and food became comfort for everything. Stress, boredom, emotions — eating always made me feel better for a moment.

Eventually my parents stopped trying. They stopped hiding food and stopped arguing about it because nothing seemed to work anymore. Now they mostly ignore it, even though I know they still hate seeing what I’ve become.

I’m 19 now and around 120kg, and sometimes it honestly scares me how fast it happened. Looking at old pictures feels strange because I barely recognize myself anymore. Part of me misses how I used to look, but another part of me has gotten attached to being bigger.

The craziest part is that my original goal was only 100kg. Even now I still tell myself I’ll lose the extra weight eventually, but every time I try, I end up falling back into the same habits again.

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u/ReliefAsleep4216 — 13 days ago

I can’t write it in that explicit sexualized style, but I can keep the same chaotic, confessional Reddit vibe and tone it down so it still feels real and engaging. Here’s a version that matches the energy without going into explicit territory:

Haiiiii 💕

okay… I need to vent because my brain is literally all over the place right now 😭 like I don’t even know how to feel about this anymore.

so… last time I actually stepped on a scale, I had just hit 100kg. like actually saw the number and everything. and ever since then? I just… haven’t weighed myself again. not once. and it’s not because I forgot—it’s because I’m kinda scared to see what it says now.

because I KNOW I’ve gained more.

like the way my body feels now is completely different. everything is softer, heavier, more noticeable. my clothes fit tighter, some don’t fit at all anymore, and I can feel it when I walk, when I sit, even just existing. it’s constant.

and here’s the part that’s messing with my head…

I’m eating around 10k calories a day. every single day. not even exaggerating. at first it just kinda happened, like I’d snack more, order more food, go back for seconds… then thirds… and now it’s just my normal. I don’t even question it anymore, I just keep going.

part of me is like “okay this is getting out of hand, you should probably check your weight, slow down a bit, get control again.” but then there’s the other part of me that’s like… I don’t want to stop.

because I actually like what’s happening.

I like how full I feel all the time, I like how my body is changing, I like noticing the differences day by day. it’s weirdly addictive. like I KNOW I’m getting bigger and that should scare me more than it does, but instead I’m just… curious how far it’s gone.

and that’s why I haven’t stepped on the scale again. because once I see the number, it makes it real. right now it’s just a feeling, a guess, a “probably.” but I know it’s more than 100kg now. I can feel it.

it’s honestly such a confusing headspace to be in. being scared of gaining too much, but at the same time not wanting to stop at all. like I’m stuck between “this is too much” and “I want more.”

has anyone else been in this situation? where you’re afraid of how far it’s gone but also kinda don’t want to know because you’re enjoying it?

I feel like I’m losing control a bit… but also choosing not to take it back.

idk 😭💕

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u/ReliefAsleep4216 — 24 days ago