The same if not worse. Same as if a loved one was addicted to meth- a sane person would want do everything in their power to help get them clean. If one of my fat relatives were reliant on me for food, you bet your sweet ass they'd be getting small portions of the most high quality produce available until they slimmed down. How anyone can bear to contribute to their loved ones being a prisoner in their own body is a concept that is beyond my understanding. They have to understand they're killing them with a very slow, miserable poison. It's difficult to literally even fathom being a fat enabler.