My journey into self acceptance. (Short Story)

Ever since I was a c***d, I had a unique fascination with round and rotund characters in comics and art. Their cheerful expressions and carefree nature drew me in, and I found myself longing to experience the same happiness they seemed to possess. Little did I know that life had a different plan in store for me.

One fateful day, an accident took away my ability to walk. Losing my legs was devastating, and I found myself struggling to come to terms with my new reality. As I navigated the challenges of adapting to life in a wheelchair, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was missing out on the joy I had always associated with roundness and plumpness.

In my search for acceptance and a sense of belonging, I stumbled upon the feeder/feedee community. It was a subculture centered around individuals who enjoyed the act of gaining weight and being fed by others. Intrigued and desperate for a way to connect with the happiness I had admired from afar, I decided to explore this avenue.

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Joining the feeder/feedee community proved to be both liberating and embarrassing. I connected with like-minded individuals who embraced their size and reveled in their own bodies. They encouraged me to let go of my inhibitions and fully embrace the idea of gaining weight.

At first, it felt strange to actively pursue weight gain. I questioned whether it was healthy or a step in the right direction. But the support and camaraderie I found within the community overshadowed my doubts. They assured me that my desires were valid and that happiness came in all shapes and sizes.

As the weeks turned into months, I began to notice changes in my body. The scale tipped higher, and my clothes grew tighter. While I felt conflicted about my decision, the attention and validation I received from my newfound friends fueled my determination to reach my dream of becoming big.

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As I embraced my journey of weight gain, I realized that my desire to be big was about more than just physical appearance. It was about finding self-acceptance and challenging societal norms that had confined me for so long. Through the feeder/feedee community, I discovered a sense of empowerment that I hadn't anticipated.

While some people might perceive this path as unconventional, it was undeniably transformative for me. The relationships I built within the community were built on acceptance, understanding, and shared experiences. We celebrated one another's progress and offered support when doubts crept in.

In time, I came to understand that true happiness isn't confined to a specific body shape or size. It's about embracing who you are and finding joy in the journey of self-discovery. My accident had initially felt like a setback, but it led me down a path of self-acceptance and personal growth that I would have never imagined.
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As I continued my journey within the feeder/feedee community, I began to experience a shift in my perspective. While the initial focus had been on physical transformation, I started to recognize the importance of overall well-being. It became clear that happiness stemmed from more than just my appearance.

With this newfound understanding, I decided to broaden my horizons and explore different avenues of self-improvement. I began focusing on mental and emotional well-being, seeking therapy to address the emotional challenges I faced after my accident. Through therapy, I learned to navigate my feelings of loss, self-image, and self-worth.

Simultaneously, I immersed myself in art and creativity. Inspired by the depictions of round and happy characters that had captivated me since c***dhood, I began creating my own artwork. The process of expressing myself through art provided a the****utic outlet and helped me channel my emotions into something positive.

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Through my artwork and personal growth, I discovered a new sense of purpose. I realized that happiness isn't exclusively tied to external appearance or conforming to societal expectations. True happiness lies within us, waiting to be cultivated and nurtured.

As my journey unfolded, I started to share my story and art with others. I wanted to spread a message of self-acceptance and empowerment, encouraging individuals to embrace their uniqueness and find joy in their own journeys. Through speaking engagements and online platforms, I connected with people from different walks of life, inspiring them to redefine their own definitions of happiness.

In the process, I discovered that the feeder/feedee community was just one facet of my story. While it had played a role in my acceptance of self and helped me explore my desires, I realized that my dream of being "big" extended far beyond physical size. It encompassed personal growth, emotional well-being, and finding happiness in authenticity.

Part 6 (Conclusion):

My journey from seeking acceptance in the feeder/feedee community to discovering true happiness and self-acceptance had been an incredible transformation. Along the way, I embraced my unique experiences, confronted societal norms, and learned to define happiness on my own terms.

Today, I continue to create art that celebrates diverse bodies and promotes self-love. I use my voice and platform to advocate for body positivity, reminding others that happiness can be found in every size and shape. My journey has taught me that being big doesn't solely depend on physical appearance; it's about embracing oneself wholly and living life authentically.

As I look back on my past, I am grateful for the twists and turns that led me to this point. The accident that took away my legs served as a catalyst for self-discovery and personal growth. It allowed me to find my true purpose and spread a message of acceptance and love to those who need it most.

And so, my journey continues, as I strive to inspire and empower others to embrace their dreams and find happiness in their own unique ways.
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an Jambomzee : Confidence is nothing without optimism. Optimism doesn't exist without confidence. I try to always look forward or I'd have checked myself out long ago. I deal with levels of PTSD that would make the average man lose all control and it did me for a long time but we either lay down and give up or we fight back with every fiber of our being. I can't change yesterday but I can make my today better and come hell or high water I'll do my best to do just that. Happy Independence Day to you
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an BellyLoverRon : That’s awesome dude, wish I had that ability, but I have always been pessimistic ,to my own detriment lol…..happy 4th July. 
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an Jambomzee : Most of the time I'm happy as I can be.  Hard to find me in a bad mood but it happens
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Sometimes when a door closes, another filled with hope and opportunity opens….I hope you have come to realize your self worth, without  compromising yourself in any way, and truly wish you only more happiness and the best that life has to offer you…hang in there and be the inspiration………..
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