Its been a long time coming. He and I had it out over his life style choices. I tryed so hard to just keep my pie hole shut. I really did. I never wanted to hurt him. My DH is 5'11" 265lbs. Which is a bit of an improvement. He was up to 287ish just three months ago. He gains and loses the same 15 lbs over and over. Thats how the conversation started. We where coming home from date night (we have a 6 month old son) and Just chatting pretty generally. Somehow we got on my weight loss. I told him if he'd commit to some sort of plan that I could help him as I do all the cooking. He proceeded to blame me for the portions I cook (He wouldn't eat so much if it wasn't there) and the fact I buy him the bolgna he asks for....? MY fault? He's a GROWN man!!! He puts the mystery meat on the list..I buy it. Does that mean he should scarf 6 slices with 3 slices of processed cheese food every morning sometimes twice in one day? Only to come home and eat dinner in "phases" resulting in 6 or more servings? MY FAULT!!!!???? I must have misplaced the gun I have been putting to his head! Needless to say, IT WAS ON! I lashed out about the consistent Fastfood diet he maintains during lunch as I will not have anything to do with the stuff. I don't want the kids to have it much either. HIS choice. ASking him if he had any idea how many calories he probably took in in one day, or if he even cared. ( It upwards of 6K + at times...I've counted in private) I even told him, which we have discussed before, that he his matabolism and genetics work in his favor. He has been pretty athletic and thin most of his life with little or no effort. He has to make the decision to eat a whole lot of food to maintain his current weight. Which he does. At one point I told him (out of anger, regretfully) that I was almost positive he has an eating disorder and he needs to recognize it. Then work stress/hours excuses started. ALSO his choice. He's the freekin' boss!!! I said, "Make the effort, make the time, go to the gym (he used to LOVE the place), TAke an interest in your health and our future...I wanna keep you!" This went on all day yesterday. We both have extremely strong personalities. He ended up going on my jog with me, talking minimally as he was pouting, when he did talk it was to talk smack on my gait or speed ( I let him set the pace). I just took it and said I was just glad he was with me.
He has called me 3 times this morning. To say " I thought about what you said..." and "You are right about this..." and "I really enjoyed our run, I'm sorry I got so angry." If he understands I wasn't attacking him, that I am truly, deeply concerned for his health and our future and he can correct/improve just one of the negetive habits, it was all worth it. I geuss we will see.

It was never going to be easy to have that discussion, but it's a good thing that you started it. Sometimes people just need that little push.
No mercy!