Oh God. This is not a thread about fat shaming, really it isn't, but I don't think I can go on any longer 'enabling' someone I love dearly to slowly kill themselves.
My DSis (younger than me) is a great girl. Funny, kind and witty. Very sensitive, but that in turn gives her great empathy with other people, and she is one of the most thoughtful people I know. However, she is also incredibly overbearing sometimes and while I always stick up for her, yesterday was another episode of witnessing her be prickly and quite rude to someone (who took it with good grace) because deep down I know she feels insecure and as a result overcompensates by being brash and sometimes offensive. I have seen her ruin friendships over the years and never said anything because I want her to feel that she always has someone on her side.
The thing is she is morbidly obese, and has been slowly getting this way since childhood. My parents tried to help her - special diet companies, gym subscriptions, therapy, you name it, they may not be perfect but they did do their best. Over the years, when my DM and I have had big heart-to-hearts with her we established that no, she isn't happy being this overweight (nearly 300lbs now) and she knows that it is part of the reason she has been on anti-depressants since adolescence. (She is now nearly 30.) I have other friends and relatives who are very overweight but they are definitely what I would call happy - in long term relationships, enjoying their work, healthy (apart from needing to loose weight). I am not overweight and haven't ever been, so I realise that I can't fully understand what it is like to be in her position but I can see that it has been impacting her life for nearly twenty years now with no sign of improvement, in fact the opposite. But because I haven't gone through what she is going through I have never felt I was in a position to say anything.
But - SORRY this is a LONG one! - I can't take it anymore. I can't take watching someone I love throwing their life away on crap food, no exercise, constant ill health, never having a relationship when all she talks about is wanting to meet a good man and have kids, taking more anti-depressants and all the side-effects (one of which is cruelly more weight gain). I want my sister to have a family, feel good about herself, go for the career things she holds back from, make friendships without fucking them up because her insecurity makes her behave weirdly. I love her and see all her goodness inside struggling to come out and my heart sinks when I haven't seen her for a few months and see she's put even more weight on and can't even walk down the street without needing to stop every ten minutes. And I hate the moment when people meet her for the first time - when I've talked about my sister to them - and register that I never mentioned her weight and their first comment is 'wow, you don't look like sisters at all'. That bit makes me want to cry for her.
I want to say something. Firmly, but with love and concern. I talked at length to a friend of mine who has lost an awful lot of weight, and he confirmed that it has to come from within the person themselves. But I fear it never will with my DSis, and as time goes on I feel I have to say something because if I don't it will be an act of cowardice masquerading as love and I love her desperately.
So WIBU to sit her down and say something? If you don't think it's U, how should I say it? If you think it's U, why? I genuinely need some advice because I don't want to ruin the relationship I have with her.