New wattpad journal entry: Does it fit? (Part 1)
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When I first started to gain, and even now, it’s more about how I look and feel within myself, but I’ve now made myself so fat that I’m starting to feel that I don’t fit in the world like I used to. For sure I started to feel this early as my clothes got tighter, but I didn’t notice any other significant changes to life on the daily. That has all changed now that I’ve gained over 240 lbs, three times over my start weight. I’m going to talk about a typical day and how I have to accommodate my size.
In dorms I used to sleep in a twin bed, but when I got my own place I had to get a Queen. It’s big enough for me, but not if I’m with a BHM partner. I have king sized comforter as a Queen isn’t quite big enough to cover me. But it’s pretty comfy if I’m alone. I’ll get up and go for a shower. I still fit through doors in my apartment without touching the sides, but they for sure feel smaller. My shower is a different thing. The sliding door doesn’t open very wide and I have to kinda turn sideways and rotate as I go in. It can be so cold and my softness brushes the frame. In the shower I don’t have much space to wash and move and it’s harder to shower and clean under my folds and rolls. I think I’m ok right now, but if I gain more, it’s gonna become harder. I also have stool that I use if I’m washing my hair, so I don’t have to stand so long. Drying myself, I have a large beach towel, and it takes more time as I make sure I’m dry. I’ve gotten rashes between my rolls if I’m not careful about keeping dry. Yeah, gross I know, but it’s what happens when you’re this fat. Luckily I’ve not gotten any fungal infections though, which can be a thing. I love and take care of my fat body.
Getting dressed, I have a kinda system. One end of my wardrobe is things I wore recently and know fit. I’ll try things from the other end and either wear them if they fit, but if they’re too small I’ll put them in a bag for donation. A few of the smaller items I’ll keep for when I want to play or stuff at home, or when I feel confident enough to show off how fat I am in public. Like I have short shorts I can’t button, but show off the cellulite on my legs.
If I ride the bus, I need more than one seat, and usually sit on side facing seats because the size of my butt forces my knees forward and presses them into the seat in front. It’s ok for a short ride, but not if I’m gonna be stuck there for a while. If I drive, I still fit in my car. Like the belt is long enough, but it takes effort to clip the buckle. I kinda have to lean away from it, holding my love handle up while clipping with the other hand. I’m kinda conscious if anyone is nearby and watching. Butterfall brushes the wheel now, and I can’t put my seat further back because my legs are kinda short. But yeah, I still fit. Getting out of my car I have to make sure I park somewhere where the door is gonna be able to fully open. I hate parking garages. Sitting in a car is low, and I kinda have to haul myself out, but it’s hard cause my arms are very weak from not working out for like over 4 years. Yeah it’s a struggle.