- Nov 12, 2016
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This is really embarrassing, but asking my pastor would be even more embarrassing (especially since I'm close friends with his oldest daughter). I've been fascinated by fat ever since I started reading Garfield when I was five or six. I've always fantasized about being fat. When I played pretend, I would often incorporate my desire to be fat. I also drew what I thought I would look like if I was fat. I liked to stuff pillows in my clothes to appear fat. I had a word feeling when I was doing it that I now know was sexual arousal. Yup. I was sexually aroused by something when I was six.
In third grade, I started going to public school and my poor friend had to put up with all the weird stuff I did while playing pretend. When we pretended to be puppies, I pretended to be a very obese puppy. I named myself after an obese dog from a book I read. When we played chocolate factory, I pretended that there was candy that makes you instantly fat. Eventually I realized that I was making her uncomfortable and I had a nightmare in which I got fat and it didn't go well, so I stopped doing this stuff. But I still would sometimes look at pictures of fat people on the internet, and I actually stumbled upon a few weight gain stories.
Over time, society's belief that being fat is bad became ingrained in my mind. Then in ninth grade, I discovered that there are actually people who LIKE being fat and getting fatter. Part of me wanted to enthusiastically join them, but another part of me was like, NO! THIS IS WRONG! To try to get rid of these thoughts, I ran to the opposite extreme and developed an eating disorder. (I intended for it to be anorexia, but it turned into non-purge bulimia instead.) I also had other problems that year that were unrelated. I was severely depressed. I was cutting myself almost every day and I attempted suicide several times. I also stopped being a Christian that year, which was probably influenced by the fact that I thought that being a Christian was just about believing the right things to go to heaven. (I'm a Christian now, though.) When I told my dad that that's what I grew up believing, he said he wasn't surprised, since the LCMS (I was Lutheran from age eight to age 14) is so messed up (no offense).
After ninth grade, I came to stay with my grandparents for the summer because my dad couldn't stay home to make sure I didn't kill myself. (My parents are divorced because my mom was ABUSING me and my little sister. She also hurt my dad a lot. Eventually she lost her visitation rights. Even if you think that divorce shouldn't be allowed, surely you can see that it was truly necessary in this situation. I told the school counselor about the abuse and she called the CPS. My sister and I probably would've been taken away if our dad hadn't been making our mom leave anyway.) Plus he was making things worse because he was so traumatized from living with my mom for 15 years. I ended up getting to stay with my grandparents permanently. After coming to live with them, I went back and forth between embracing my desire to be fat and being terrified of it. I often watched videos of fat girls playing with their bellies. I'm pretty sure that was wrong. Even though there aren't any private parts showing, it probably still counted as porn because it was intended to sexually arouse people and it worked. I was also gaining weight myself. I went from 115 pounds to 137 pounds before freaking out and feeling horrible about myself for doing this stuff. So for a while, I just looked at pictures of fat girls and watched belly play videos whenever I wanted to embrace it, but I decided not to actually get fat because it's hard enough to find the unique clothing I wear in NORMAL sizes. It's probably even harder to find them in plus sizes. I had another episode of starving myself to try to get rid of the desire to be fat, and I now weigh 113 pounds.
I've recently rediscovered getting sexually aroused by stuffing my clothes to appear fat, which I started doing again because it's the closest I can get without actually gaining the weight. Of course, it's much more realistic than what I did when I was little. I can feel the added size and it becomes more difficult to do some things. It's a huge turn-on. But here I am getting sexually aroused by something I do alone... Is this a sin? If you think it is, please tell me where the Bible says it's a sin. I sure hope I'm not breaking any rules by asking this. I don't know where else to go, since asking someone I actually know would be too embarrassing.
In third grade, I started going to public school and my poor friend had to put up with all the weird stuff I did while playing pretend. When we pretended to be puppies, I pretended to be a very obese puppy. I named myself after an obese dog from a book I read. When we played chocolate factory, I pretended that there was candy that makes you instantly fat. Eventually I realized that I was making her uncomfortable and I had a nightmare in which I got fat and it didn't go well, so I stopped doing this stuff. But I still would sometimes look at pictures of fat people on the internet, and I actually stumbled upon a few weight gain stories.
Over time, society's belief that being fat is bad became ingrained in my mind. Then in ninth grade, I discovered that there are actually people who LIKE being fat and getting fatter. Part of me wanted to enthusiastically join them, but another part of me was like, NO! THIS IS WRONG! To try to get rid of these thoughts, I ran to the opposite extreme and developed an eating disorder. (I intended for it to be anorexia, but it turned into non-purge bulimia instead.) I also had other problems that year that were unrelated. I was severely depressed. I was cutting myself almost every day and I attempted suicide several times. I also stopped being a Christian that year, which was probably influenced by the fact that I thought that being a Christian was just about believing the right things to go to heaven. (I'm a Christian now, though.) When I told my dad that that's what I grew up believing, he said he wasn't surprised, since the LCMS (I was Lutheran from age eight to age 14) is so messed up (no offense).
After ninth grade, I came to stay with my grandparents for the summer because my dad couldn't stay home to make sure I didn't kill myself. (My parents are divorced because my mom was ABUSING me and my little sister. She also hurt my dad a lot. Eventually she lost her visitation rights. Even if you think that divorce shouldn't be allowed, surely you can see that it was truly necessary in this situation. I told the school counselor about the abuse and she called the CPS. My sister and I probably would've been taken away if our dad hadn't been making our mom leave anyway.) Plus he was making things worse because he was so traumatized from living with my mom for 15 years. I ended up getting to stay with my grandparents permanently. After coming to live with them, I went back and forth between embracing my desire to be fat and being terrified of it. I often watched videos of fat girls playing with their bellies. I'm pretty sure that was wrong. Even though there aren't any private parts showing, it probably still counted as porn because it was intended to sexually arouse people and it worked. I was also gaining weight myself. I went from 115 pounds to 137 pounds before freaking out and feeling horrible about myself for doing this stuff. So for a while, I just looked at pictures of fat girls and watched belly play videos whenever I wanted to embrace it, but I decided not to actually get fat because it's hard enough to find the unique clothing I wear in NORMAL sizes. It's probably even harder to find them in plus sizes. I had another episode of starving myself to try to get rid of the desire to be fat, and I now weigh 113 pounds.
I've recently rediscovered getting sexually aroused by stuffing my clothes to appear fat, which I started doing again because it's the closest I can get without actually gaining the weight. Of course, it's much more realistic than what I did when I was little. I can feel the added size and it becomes more difficult to do some things. It's a huge turn-on. But here I am getting sexually aroused by something I do alone... Is this a sin? If you think it is, please tell me where the Bible says it's a sin. I sure hope I'm not breaking any rules by asking this. I don't know where else to go, since asking someone I actually know would be too embarrassing.