I love her to death, she’s the sweetest, most loving and most beautiful girl I’ve ever known. That being said her weight concerns me. We’ve been dating for 2.5 years( both of us are 18) and everyday I make sure to kiss her and tell her I love her. She used to be thin, but she never worked out or ate healthy( mainly dougnuts, pizza, and burgers) her metabolism was that good. Those years of sitting on the couch watching tv and eating have caught up to her and it concerns me. It hasn’t been like a 10 pound gain or anything small, she’s gone from like 110 to I’d say around 210-215. Every few weeks we’ll be at the mall buying her new and bigger shirts and jeans because the old ones “ shrank in the wash”, won’t fasten or button” or are “getting pretty tight”. Sometimes she’ll come over and eat entire bags of chips or Oreos I’m a pretty healthy guy and I honestly love running outside. I invite her but she declines and is content on the couch.
Sometimes she can be disgusting and sit on the couch and belch and fart. Her breakfast at school is a pair of chocolate doughnuts, a cookie, and a few Snickers. All she eats is fast food and whenever we go out, she orders unhealthy entrees and we have to order appetizers and desserts every time otherwise she won’t be full and I'll end up at a fast food joint at midnight. It’s not some superficial“ I don’t want to date you because you’re big” thing, I want to stay with her and help her. How do I talk to her because it’s probably a sensitive topic? Maybe she likes who she is. I hate watching her struggle because of the weight with walking to class, sitting in desks, and wearing the school uniform. I wish I could talk to her parents but they’re overweight as well. Her mom( real nice lady) keeps my girl on a solid diet of deep fried Southern food( moved from Miss. to Chicago) that is only making her bigger, fatter, and more lethargic. At one dinner I watched her eat a solid pound or so of both mac n cheese and mashed potatoes before eating fried chicken and cake. That night she fell asleep in my arms from a food coma. Needless to say we went clothes shopping.