I just love my wife. To death. She is the most beautifull person in the outside and in the inside. She is a catholic like me, and there is no one else for

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I just love my wife. To death. She is the most beautifull person in the outside and in the inside. She is a catholic like me, and there is no one else for me. In the last eight years, she gained 77 pounds and i still think she is gorgeous and i treat her the same way i did when we met and she was skinny. But her self-esteem is gone through the ground, straight to hell. She doesnt have the body she wanted anymore, she never had the gut she has to carry around now, and some parts of her got really diferent. Problem is, she can’t seen to lose weight. I’m really cool with her the way she is now, i even like it more this way. But her head is really bad with it, and i don’t know where to stand on this. I Love her, i want her to be good with this situation, and she keeps trying the craziest things to get skinny again, including anorexy which we had a hard tome getting rid of. The medics don’t help, they are just getting the situation worse. I just wanted her to be happy, to see that i’m by her side even if she is not herself. She says i don’t understand her pain, but i see her destroying herself everyday just kills me. I wanted to understand her pain, make a diference. But she won’t let me. She shuts me down everytime i try to help. I won’t give up – ever. I just wanted her to love herself the way i do.

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