First of all up front I will identify my gender: I am male, a husband of nearly 25 years, and a father of 3.
One thing my married life taught me is that the only person I have any control over is myself. The only person I can change with any kind of effectiveness is myself. Cajoling, goading, subtle-and-not-so-subtle hints, etc. to get her to change, are really telling your spouse “it’s really all about me”.
(directed at the OP, not you Bucket) The question I would ask to the OP is: what have you done to make yourself more attractive to her? And I’m not just speaking about physical attractiveness, I mean emotional attractiveness too.
Do you treat her as the Queen of your household?
Do you value and respect her opinion on matters large and small concerning the family?
Do you do things with her, meaning, recreational activities?
Would you rather spend time with her or with your buddies?
Do you help her around the house?
Do you take an equal share of dealing with the kids?
Do you give her a break (take her out, cook dinner for her)?
Do you hug her a lot?
Do you try to lift her spirits when she’s down?
Do you laugh with her?
Do you cry with her?
And most important of all, do you LISTEN to her? Without offering advice. Just listen sympathetically. Actively listen, and REMEMBER what she told you.
Or do you treat her as an object?
Do you run from the house at the first opportunity?
We do know you scorn her for her appearance which no doubt makes her feel even worse about herself.
A woman who’s emotional needs and need for security aren’t being met, will have issues. It’s the MAN’S job to meet those needs.
If I can say these things, it an issue of “been there, done that”. The switch flipped about 3 years ago. We’re both in our mid-50s and the last three years have been like an extended honeymoon. My airport buddies (aviation is my main hobby) keep telling me “how come we don’t see you around here so much anymore?”. It’s because in the past I used to spend most Saturday mornings with them. Now, I’m more likely on Saturday mornings to have a leisurely breakfast with my wife, then we either hit the road on our bikes (summer) or go hiking/snowshoeing in the mountains (winter) together. We’re having a heck of a lot of fun, and it’s put the spark back in our relationship!
Try investing of yourself in HER, and make HER your best friend, and I can guarantee you’ll reap rewards.
Good advice in general (and I agree with you whole-heartedly), but in a lot of cases you’re not simply dealing with someone who’s emotional needs aren’t being met. You’re dealing with someone who has a serious health issue - usually coupled with a mental health problem - and is in denial about addressing it.
Furthermore, no amount of treating your spouse nicely will bring about the type of change necessary to lose a significant amount of weight. It must come from within.
Her weight is her problem. He didn’t cause it, he can’t fix it. Is he helping by saying the things he does and treating her with contempt? Absolutely not, but anyone who has ever struggled with any type of addiction knows that a person doesn’t change until that person wants to make the change for themself.
Blaming him for his wife’s obesity or implying that he is somehow complicit or a reason for her to remain morbidly obese is ridiculous. It also gets back to my early point about making excuses. So now her husband’s attitude is justification for her to plow through a package of Oreo’s and rationalize it as “it’s OK, he doesn’t like me anyway. He already thinks I’m fat and ugly so why bother?”.
It’s baloney.
My wife met me when I was fat, married me when I was fatter, and watched me pack on even more weight after our son was born. Know how many times she criticized me for my size? 0.
She never once made comments when I had to drive 2 hours away to find pants that would fit.
She never once ridiculed my size when she would go to pack a lunch for our son and all the cookies were gone since I had eaten the whole pack the night before.
She never was disappointed in me because we couldn’t do activities she wanted to do but we had to pass since I was too heavy. (Heck, we couldn’t do a helicopter tour on our honeymoon because I was too fat to ride in the chopper).
Point being, my wife always treated me kindly and loved me for who I was and it didn’t make one bit of difference in terms of my attitude about my health until I was darn well good and ready to make the choice for myself.
5’2" and 190lbs is morbidly obese. I’m 6’3", currently 285 and I’m still morbidly obese, but I’m working my butt off (literally) to improve that. I rode my bike hard for an hour last night, and skipped out on the giant tray of cake at the office this morning. I’ll run 3 miles after work tonight and eat a healthy dinner. No excuses. If I decide to pig out junk food and take a step backwards on my attempts to lose weight and be healthy that’s my decision and my fault. No one is going to put a gun to my head and make me eat junk food and then force me to lay on the couch all weekend.
Honestly, a lot of the responses in this thread sound like they’re from people who either a) have never been overweight, or b) are obese themselves and are still in the denial stage.