I’m so angry right now, husband not fucking so darling at the moment has made a few digs over the last few months about how much weight I’ve put on. I know I’m big, the biggest I’ve ever been (size 18 and 14st). I’ve had weight issues all my life and was bulimic in my teens / 20’s. Been a steady 12/14 but since having my second dc I’ve got very big.
Now I’m finally getting on track, eating properly, exercise and trying to set an example to our kids 3 and 6yrs.
Husband, who always buys to excess comes home yesterday with 4 Easter eggs and 12 bars chocolate (4x multipack) and says they are for our kids! I said they don’t need all this and I being greedy and a chocoholic do NOT need the temptation in the house, so I gave them to a friend to look after, the eggs only as he wanted the chocolate for lunches.
Tonight he comes home and says “oh I see you’ve eaten all the eggs” I said no I’ve given them to x to look after to which he replied “yeah like fuck” then muttered under his breath I’m a fucking greedy fat cow.
I’ve just left him a note saying how shit he has made me feel as if he genuinely cared he would try and support my weight loss and not get Easter eggs months in advance. I’ve gone to bed feeling like I never want to eat again 
chance would be a fine thing