LeClerc, I had gained weight when with my FW. After I had our first baby together, I dieted in a really stupid way (starved myself basically) as he put on so much pressure. That comment from before I was pregnant about me being too obese to be seen on holiday with him - when I was a slim size 12 - was enough to panic me like mad when I got up the duff.
Once I had baby, I lost that weight and going out somewhere one day, I measured myself and was excited because my waist was back down to 29". When I told him it was 29" he said "And the rest".
So afterwards I thought ah sod it then. If I'm a fat worthless bastard when I have a figure other women envy, I might as well get really fat. I got up to a size 22.
The first court case, when he was done for harassing me, I felt like a fat ox in the witness box, all eyes on me and the biggest I had ever been in my life. There was about 8 months between that case and the hearing in the Family Courts, and during that time I dieted in a healthy way, and exercised like a demon. Although I hadn't finished my weight loss, by the next time that dick saw me, I was a small size 14, and still shrinking - had taken up running, did fitness DVDs, and ate clean. He looked livid. Better still, the two stone or so I had lost - he had put on. ;o) Joy.
Their control of women seems to be part of this cycle of denigrating and then making you 'unattractive' to other men. When I look back now, I think I was manipulated into being obese, by him. He wasn't happy til I was literally barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen, never 'allowed' to wear make-up, and looking so no other man would look at me (he thought). So my weight loss was fuelled by hate for him.
I did a Couch Potato - 5K programme I found online, and every step I ran, I'd say "I hate (his name)", and ran to that rhythm.