I love being obese
I started gaining when I was 220, so I was still overweight, and I don't know what being skinny is like, but I can compare how life was at 220 vs now at 375. First of all, I adore how much space I take up. I love having this big presence in every room I enter. Second, I can really feel myself, if that makes sense. Before, I just went about life normally, but now every step, shift in weight and little movement sends a ripple of jiggling throughout my body. Finally, I love how my body refuses to sit still, no matter how big I am my body keeps growing. I blink and I'm 50 pounds heavier. Knowing, even with how massive I've made myself, that I'll take up even more space and become even jigglier in a short matter of time, is so hot. Being obese feels so good, I wish I realized that sooner.