To preface, I’ve lost a lot of weight. Over 100 pounds, naturally, over the course of two years. I’ve maintained the weight loss for over a year now. When I met my husband I was still losing, so 50 pounds heavier than I am now. he knew, he loved me, never questioned or made fun of my weight.
My husband has always been naturally slim, and used to work out somewhat frequently so he was a bit muscular.
Over the past year and a few months, he has put on 40-50 pounds. He stopped working out, and despite my best efforts to make healthy meals and buy healthy snacks, his weight does not decrease.
I’m a binge eater, but now with my new weight, I maintain it by fasting and limiting my food intake severely throughout the week, so I can binge and enjoy the foods I love on the weekends. I’ve explained this to my husband why this works for me. But it seems to bother him.
From time to time he will comment that I’m eating so much that I need to stop. To which I would tell him that it doesn’t affect him, and it’s not affecting me either.
Well yesterday, I ate a lot. It was a binge day for me. He starts his comments again about how I’m eating so much and he doesn’t want me to fall back into bad habits and gain weight again. This really upset me, because if I was actually gaining weight, I would understand.
I was so angry I told him that he is in no position to tell me about my eating habits. He then proceeded to tell me that his BMI is lower than mine, and that I’m much bigger than him.
I’m 5’ 2” 147 pounds, yes, I am overweight, but I’m so happy with my body now compared to where I was. My husband is 5’ 9 1/2” nearly 200 pounds. I broke down crying at him saying I’m so much bigger than him. I haven’t eaten today, and I won’t even though it’s my free day to enjoy. He then offered me to have some rice cakes. I don’t eat rice cakes.
I was so upset, I told him to leave. He left, and he’s gone to get himself some McDonald’s, when I asked if we could get McDonald’s yesterday it was a no, so I made us a chicken bacon salad instead for dinner for us.
And now the f**ker is out getting McDonald’s after making me feel so horrible.
I’ve tried to calmly tell him that what I eat is my business, I pay for and cook my food, and his. I don’t mind talking about what we eat or what he likes but I’ve never told him not to eat or that he’s eating too much. I enjoy cooking, I enjoy eating, I just want to enjoy my food in peace without being judged.
How can I approach this? It really hurts, I just want to be able to eat in peace, I can’t seem to get this message across to him
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