Part 3

Getting Bigger

Well as the pattern continued to get worse and worse my mind was oblivious to the fact that I was getting bigger and bigger. We went on dates and movies and so on and so forth until one day I came down to go to work and I had no clean clothes that I could find among the regular stuff that I would wear. So you know those time where you dig in the drawers to find some of the old shit you used to waer in a pinch it will work. Well I found a pair of good ol Levi's and I went to put them on and they were at lear 6 inches from buttoning in the front. I was dumbfounded and decided that I needed to go on a diet. Well in this world that I found out later to be labeled "FEEDERS" which are people who love to feed people and they worship the stomach and everything that has to do with the size of it all. Now keep in mind she was only 100 lbs soaking wet so I just couldnt wrap my head around this thought.

So over the net few months the affair got a bit worse and worse as my weight continued to grow and grow. Being completely manipulated with sex, food, drugs and whatever else she could scrounge up. There were time when we would be driving in the car (I couldnt drive anymore since I could not get behind the wheel) and she would leave the ac running for as long as we were driving for fear that me sweating would result in me losing weight. To really point out the extent of her obsession Im going to tell you a story here that knockes the shit out of me every time I think about it.

Before I met her I had gotten into a bit of trouble selling some weed and the cops at this time in the 70's were making examples out of drug dealers. (I had 3 dime bags I was taking to a friends house and got pulled over) So in the interem I had met my wife and gained a bunch of weight about 150lbs. so now Im like 400+ so here I am going to be sentence in LA county jail, I get 6 months jail time and I thought she was going to have a fit. I almost looked at it as a great thing since I could lose weight without being hit over the head with a cain. So I go into the jail start doing my time then 1 day I get pulled out of the chow line only to be givin doulbe portions of all the food...ya thats right she had gotten a court order for me to recieve double portions can you believe that....?

How did she do it..well heres what I found out. She had went to her shrink (ow ya she saw a few in her day) and the shink honestly wrote a letter asking the judge to grant her this order of double food portions since her mental stability depended on the fact that I stay a large man...fuck me I could not even believe this. But of course I did not eat all that crappy food, made some good money pawning it off of others who did want it, espcially the deserts..hahaha. Well she would visit me everyday, giving me the 15 bucks allowed by the county jail at that time to by candy bars at the store once a week. I also sold these when the store was short and made good heep off of that also. So eventually I was able to walk again and was feeling a ton better after 6 months in the jail.

So here comes the day when I get out, keep in mind that during her visits I remember her crying as if she had lost a dam child becasue my stomach was getting smaller and she begged me to eat more and more to the point where I actually gelt very sorry for her and I knew at that point she was a sick person and I felt I had to help since while I was in jail and getting better she had made several promises to me about getting help and we actually got married while I was in jail in the judges chambers in Burbank Ca. so I got out we started out on our new life together only to end up in the same bad way I was before, I loved foor and food loved me so it was a marriage not so made in heaven but as in hell if you ask me.

Several times I had left her and went to my moms house to go on a diet and get myself better but @ 400-500 lbs its a long hard road and when she would pop over my moms house with a pizza I just couldnt say NO. OW YA I understand what your thinking, I had as much of a problem ad she did and I agree 120% but I had no where to run. @ 500 lbs you dont move to fast or to far til one day when my mom moved to hawaii and I made a brash escape and got to Hawaii to be with her. I figured the distance and the time there would keep me away from her far enough to do what I had to do. Most of the pictures you see like the one with my sister in the pool was iin Hawaii, Me in my blue shit that was walking up the driveway in hawaii to the house but ow the best laid plans of mice and men.....

So I was there about a month all was going good, I was dropping weight and feeing better every day. I had not heard from the X and all was well till one day when the doorbell rang and she was at the front fucking door..I could not believe my eyes. I told here to get out of here I didn't believe her lies about wanting me to lose weight and that she would help me bla, bla, bla. Well after 2 weeks of talking and talking me she whittled me down and I went back to california with her breaking my moms heart which to this day I cry about time and time again now that she has passed on but she live to see me shed this problem and I am proud of that. So I get back to calif. a few months go by, I have no mom to help me now and she went back to doing what she did best manipulation to the 10th degree and I fell for it.

Now I going to remind you here tht I was only like 19-20 yrs old so my knowledge when it came to women and common sence was not at it's best so this 7 yr older woman took complete advantage of that dragging me down a hole so deep that suiside was often in my thoughts since I remember as a kid being a bit overweight and how hard it was just to lose 20 lbs never mind 300 a seemingly impossible task.

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