Yes. I guess it's because I've never really been thin, but I don't have a base of thin wispy athletic feel-goodness to keep in mind while trying to pretend eating celery and other tasteless crap is worth it. I'll just be slightly less large, and believe me, goulash and gnocchi and almond chicken and cake taste WAY…

Right? My asthma makes going uphill a chore, it's not going to get easier the more I do it. I'll just run out of my inhaler faster and my insurance only covers one a month.

This is why I never do diet challenges with my partner, only fitness challenges. Like last August we started a 30 day regimen to double the amount of push-ups we could each do within a minute. At the end of the month it came time to test our results: he proudly dropped down and banged out 60 push-ups in a minute,…

We decided LONG ago that he is not allowed to discuss my weight with me, ever. But he's okay if I discuss his (he's a triathlete and in his off-season he balloons up like the goddamned Stay-Puft Marshmallow Man, busting out of his clothes and costing me money), so it kind of works out. Haha. He's allowed to encourag…

Right there with you. Except we do actually talk about, sort of. Usually he just walks in on me angry crying about how eating 1200 calories/day hasn't resulted in a single pound lost, and then I say something to the effect of "but you don't do a damn thing and your mother thinks you're wasting away!!!"

What, you don't enjoy a post-sex salad?

Oh man, I'm glad he's a former boyfriend. Anyone rolls their eyes at my ED, they're out the god damn door.

Or could it be, as this paper suggests, that as one partner becomes successful the other loses confidence?

It's eternally annoying to me that the husbeast can lose 5 lbs to my 1 every time we try to diet together.

For real, my last boyfriend ate nothing but sugary cereal for every meal but remained naturally trim and then gave me dirty looks when I took the escalator instead of the stairs. I tried telling him about my history of eating disorders once to try and get him to understand where I'm at and why I feel and act the way I…

So, in the last 3 years my husband and I have each lost a pretty significant amount of weight. We aren't dieting together, but exercising together and just generally supporting each other in our workout habits and food choices has helped immensely. Doing things like eating out less really required us both to be on…

Since September, I've lost about 40 pounds

I can't diet with my husband who can pretty much eat whatever he wants and keep his fine ass "brad pitt from fight club" body intact, where I look at a piece of bread and my ass gets big. He's an usurper of diets, telling me "oh honey you can totally eat that burger" then when I start complaining about my weight he'll…

She has a point, it is like UVA: a rape probably happened and we probably aren't going to do anything about it.

That fucking Rolling Stone article. The assholes responsible have done so much damage.

Like the NFL making Janay Rice apologize.

I'll say this—not that I've been in her situation but it strikes a chord that is very powerful. I don't know what I'm explaining but I think sometimes it can be hard to discuss why denial and silencing can be so powerful.

I'm sure he gaslighted every time she tried to ask him about it. He has for sure made her feel crazy for even considering it to be true.

Even if only one woman out of 20 is telling the truth, that means he's still a rapist.