Over the summer (In Australia) I met this Dutch back packer and dated her for a period of 8 weeks
when I first met her she was 23 an about 62kgs 5’8 D cup tits nice tight perky ass
After hanging out with her for the first week I noticed she would binge on carbs like a starving horse. This habit concerned me the first time I noticed it. Often she would eat a whole baking tray of potatoes for lunch, huge bowls of oats and pasta for breakfast and dinner.
at about week 3 I confronted her in a polite way about this habit stating it was dangerous to eat that much, she was all like “no no I never get fat, I can eat what I want” I rolled my eyes and hoped deep down that it was true
I noticed she had gotten a little bit thicker around the belly, one morning in the bath room I weighed myself then jokingly (planned) I said she should way herself she laughed and hopped on to the scale. 65kgs ! she was like wow thats weird i’m usually around 60kgs. My heart sunk, my suspicions had become reality. I said maybe she should try to eat less until she went back to her normal weight, she glared at me like I had stuck a finger in her ass.
The eating continued at a brutal pace, milk shakes chocolate etc, carbs carbs carbs. she was starting to not look good naked in full light, I was panicking on the inside, I had to say something and get her to stop eating so much and start working out. I thought about it long and hard, the best wording choice, the best time of the day. I approached her in the kitchen while she was cooking a large meal of baked potatoes, I started by talking about how I am a combat athlete and have been for 6 years and you know I have a lot of knowledge about foods and exercise, to attain my credibility in giving advice, I then stated that at her current rate she would continue to put on large amounts of fat and that she should please stop eating so much and maybe I could train her a few times a week. She told me to fuck off and was like " ill eat what I fucking want its my body blah blah blah" I walked away with sadness in my heart.
It was do or die time, I couldn’t take it any more she had become unattractive while naked now, that beautiful body destroyed by the weakness of her mind, I was mad ! I came at her, aggressively, every time she would cook id say its to much and you are ignorant, and even said she was getting fat a few times and that her eating habits disgusted me which would result in abusive arguments, I didn’t care I knew it was going to be over soon either way, I had tried being nice now I was going for broke, none of my abusive comments made a difference if anything she ate more just to spite me
I made her weigh herself, 71kgs !!! she made a stupid comment about the scale being broken, I knew I was dealing with a crazy person at this stage… I got the fuck out with only a few memories of that once beautiful body and the wonderful sex we shared, now all that was left was a fat chick with a fucked up attitude and a kitchen filled with carbs. I said that I didn’t want to see each other any more and stated that I think our lifestyles are not compatible
Any body else had to deal with watching a pretty girl destroy themselves with food ?
This experience has freaked me out about getting married and having kids with a girl, because in this situation we were only dating nothing serious, if you loved the person and had a life and children with them it was be even more stressful and sad to watch your love go from hot to fat/unattractive
Any ideas on how you would go about approaching this situating ?