So am I. It isn’t based on reasoning but instinct. I most likely will stay with a petite woman once she gains weight, especially if kids are involved, but I’m not gonna do that starting off, and I will be deeply dissapointed and frustrated if she starts seriously climbing in weight. I get it, sometimes weight is caused by bacteria or organ/hormone imbalances, injuries. I’m not heartless, but by default, I’m not sexually attracted to such a woman at all. If she was a friend, maybe a contract sperm donation, detailing what financial obligations in advance, and mostly because I would care for her, but what I would be wacking off to in order to make that sperm sample would be a pic of a cute skinny brunette under 40.
Now, if Candice Luca here shoved her face full of good constantly, weighed 300 pounds, I wouldn’t be attracted to her. I might like her, might of had a crush on her years back, but that shit dies after a while. A girl I had a deep attraction to had thyroid issues, and gained a bunch of weight, but only because she refused the medication, then went on to marry a literal retard. A literal retard. She looked a lot like the girl above, I’m sure a big chunk of why I like certain kinds of women come from her… but when I remet her, and her mother knowing my crush in the past in her started showing her off to me, I couldn’t find the attraction. I was surprised myself, thought the old feelings would follow through, but I couldn’t even talk to her. Immature, weak- perhaps, but that’s me. I didn’t want a woman who had the DNA of a intelligent supermodel who would certainly lift my lifestyle way up, merely cause she was now fat, and was divorced from a retard, a literal retard, as in literally a fucking obvious, feel sorry for retard, left her. He cheated on HER. He even couldn’t.
That’s how it works in many men. We can’t help it. Just built in. I literally can’t fuck a fat woman. I’m not trying to be cruel or mean, studying philosophy won’t help, or a feminist lecture. I know women won’t fuck poor guys too. I hope that if I was deeply in love with a woman, I would overcome. I know most women gain weight.
Just how I am. Hate me, fine. But I still want, literally need that for a sexual relation to be present. Had I always known her, and we we’re always together, I never would of divorced her, stop caring for her. I’m just doubting I would of been lust filled for her.
That’s what happened with Ramon Llull and his cancerous tit mistress. He knew a beautiful woman for years, pleading for her love, and she always denied him. After 10 years, she finally gave in, showed her cancer ridden tits, and he instantly turned away, gave up on love, and became a philosopher monk.
Now would he of done that had he always been with her? Almost certainly no. Most men wouldn’t. But you can’t start off like that.