omg. okay. this is late. there was a time in my relationship with my fiancee that I had a flat stomach. he was in love with my body. to the max. then I started getting sick and well kinda packed on some (40 lbs) pounds. I gaind a fanny pack of a pudge and love handles. he never told me that he disliked my body, but he stopped touching me, kissing me, giving me compliments, and started watching p*rn of (he would type in the search box) skinny busty girls. WOW. After discovering that, even though I was okay with me being the way I was (I got tired of trying to be small and subdue to society) I realized that I needed to change something. my insecurities and what he was doing was all because I stopped caring about my body. it's been 3 months, but I've lost 22 lbs of the 35 extra I gained and I feel better. totally. I told that story for this reason: maybe if you decided you've had enough of feeling like how you feel, you'll do something to fix it. I'm pretty sure if I looked like a p*rn star I wouldn't mind my fiancee watching it...but I do. see?