DH has gained around 6 or 7 stone since we’ve been together. He’s around 26.5 st and a 5XL. No nasty comments please because he’s depressed enough about it. I’m on the chubby side myself for my height but I’m not obese (size 12 but I’m v short). We’re not really intimate anymore and he’s hurt his knees trying to do sports, etc, which he always loved.
Every time he tries dieting, he goes for extreme options like Keto or juice cleanses which are expensive and unsustainable. He’ll cut out food like bread or pasta but end up caving and eating a pack of biscuits by the end of the week/month thus the cycle continues.
I’ve been told I shouldn’t buy processed junk food but we have an autistic son who’s underweight and only eats stuff like pasta, chips, chicken nuggets, etc. So the temptation is always there.
I know two people who struggled to lose weight for years until they sought professional help and got a gastric band via the NHS. DH thinks it’s cheating.
AIBU to think it’s gone too far now and medical intervention is needed.