I’ve only ever been attracted to nerds. They’re the only type of men I’ve ever been attracted to. I don’t fully know why, but the morbidly obese variety just melt my heart. They are so adorable.
When I mean nerd, I mean someone who looks and acts the stereotype. No facial hear (beards/facial hair is a turn off for me), plaid or other clothing associated with nerds, a nerdy hairstyle, glasses, etc. It’s so cute when they go on and on about something they’re so passionate about like action figures, science, and comic books.
My boyfriend matches that description and I love him more than anything else in the world. He’s 5"11 and 350 pounds. His chubby cheeks are so cute. He’s so gentle, kind and sweet, and very intelligent. I love to cuddle him, he’s like a giant teddy bear of a pillow and the hugs are amazing. So so soft and warm. His obesity is genetic and he doesn’t have any health problems from it, his thyroid, blood pressure, cholesterol, blood sugar etc are all normal.
It’s sweet that you can appreciate the person, but I don’t know if you can claim to love someone while supporting something “morbid,” which is hurting them by definition. Feels a little like enablement/codependency. That it’s a genetic predisposition might make change more challenging, but it neither mitigates any damage, nor prevents/contradicts improving oneself.