For the most part, my BF is very supportive of my weight loss. He's even participating with me (*faint*).

I have a pretty great bf too. He's funny, smart, cute, passionate about what he does (solar engineer) and he supports me no matter what. We broke up and got back together and he promised me that no matter what I chose to do he would support me 100% and he has. He makes me feel sexy and most importantly loved.

He has his faults, he's stubborn and unbelievablably logical, it drives me nuts! I'm very emotional, so in that regards we're kinda like oil and water. But he's a great guy and I'll over look his faults....

Every day I wake up next to my boyfriend, I think about how freaking lucky I am to have him in my life. He used to be my neighbor as a kid, and even babysat my brother and I (he's only 3 years older than me, so it's not creepy or anything lol). I remember having a huge crush on him when I was a kid (12 or 13ish?). We've been together for 15 months now, and I STILL think I'm the luckiest person on the planet (most days lol).
I came into it with my 2 kids and in the process of a divorce. It, understandably, took some time for him to warm up to the idea of being more than, well, what we were at first.
So, here we are, more than a year later, and he loves my kids as his own. He takes the time to make sure they're learning something all the time. He has fun with them. And that's more than their real "dad" ever did for them. He takes care of them and myself. He's a hard worker. He's super smart. I'm always amazed by the things he's learned by himself. Cars, electrical, plumbing, and the list goes on and on... Super handyman! He's caring and considerate (most the time!). He'd do anything for a friend. The man could eat a pan of brownies, and a box of oreos and still lose 2 pounds. But he's so supportive of my weightloss. He eats what I eat for dinner, I don't have to make a seperate meal. He doesn't bring crap home typically, but when he does, it's so he can take it to work in the morning, so I don't ever have to worry about junk really. He's been a good friend for most my life, and he still is.
He can be moody, but if he can deal with my PMS mood swings, I can put up with his moodiness.

And in another post I saw someone mention that their S.O. is the best sex. I think that about mine too. He's been the only one, ever, that I seriously can't get enough of.

I really am lucky to have him!

My husband is the greatest thing since sliced bread, I love him bigtime! We've been happily married 20 years, he adores me and speaks highly of me on a daily basis, I hear it all the time from people. He doesn't like to leave home without me, I'm sorta like his mastercard! He's my best friend, tall, dark and handsome, great sense of humor. He's my hero, because he risks his life to save others. He's a great cook, does laundry, does dishes too. All my girlfriends want him to be cloned! He spoils me rotten, and I spoil him just as much. Life is good, our love is great. He'll still be chasing me around the bedroom when he's 80, I am certain. Man I love my man, he's a keeper, he's all that plus a bag of chippies!

I have been married to my SO for almost 30 years (December). He is my best friend, my greatest cheerleader - the one person that will never let me down. He has always supported me and let me know that I am beautiful (to him), regardless of my weight (or age ). He has been sooo supportive as I have changed my lifestyle. He adopted it with me, learned to do aerobic dances, even tried Zumba. He walks with Leslie and me. He eats what I eat, splits entrees at restaurants. He listens to me prattle on about WHATEVER I need to talk about - even if it is something that doesn't interest him at all.

This journey has been much easier than it could have been - and he is the primary reason. I can't imagine life without him And I doubt that I would have been as successful without his support.