Ok so it's a bit of a morbid fascination. I followed a link from a blog I read and found a blog of a lady in America who wants to put on weight. Originally I thought that she must be underweight and wanted to get her weight up to normal. But no, she wants to get really really obese. She's decided that she would love to get up to around 400lbs (I was 357lbs). She loves getting bigger and logs her weight gain every week. If she's ill and loses a couple of pounds, she's devastated. She also lists the food she eats (all junk of course).
I was just so fascinated by this blog. I just can't believe that anyone would ever want to be purposely fatter than I was. I can't understand why anyone would want to do that to themselves. I know I did, but I didn't do it on purpose and I certainly didn't love my overhanging stomach (she does).
The other strange thing is I found myself feeling a teensy bit jealous. She was eating anything and everything she wanted, and was sooo happy to be doing what she loved and achieving her goal (putting on weight). I can't imagine eating everything I wanted and actually enjoying it, without feeling guilty.
Obviously it's not good for her and I'm sure she can't possibly realise how restrictive it is being that size. The strain on her heart, breathlessness etc etc.
Still - it did fascinate me though 8| (yep I'm weird)