Some landwhale's trying to ruin me and my current girlfriend's life. I dated her in college; I was the only one of the two who worked out, so I assumed she was a naturally thin, attractive woman with a good metabolism. Then she started gaining weight. When that started, I tried to get her to lose weight when she went from 115 to 135. Now, she's 215. Sex is now a chore, as in I have to think about the other more attractive women that come into the bakery where I worked to even fuck her. I stopped fucking her when she reached 160, and I told her that if she didn't lose weight, this would be an asexual relationship. She agreed. We were in two separate beds before she was 100 lbs overweight. I left her, and when I was at work at the bakery, she came in with tears trickling down her eyes and ordered a bunch sweets. My boss, a woman who weighed 350 lbs, talked to her. Then she fired me from my job for misogyny. She also told my now ex about cohabitation laws, so I could lose the house I inherited from my dead grandfather from her little tantrum at my place of work as well. I may be an asshole, a douche, or whatever masculine men are referred by modern, testosterone-deficient "men", but I didn't deserve to lose my job and potentially be put into financial ruin, all because of some bullshit, misandrist law in Canada. She's screwing me and my current girlfriend over. Before you tell me to just "you should've just help her lose weight", I've been there before she was obese. She's gonna get excess skin and stretch marks from returning to her original weight anyway. I'm 22, and my life's too short to spend with some old-looking, saggy broad. I may be an ass, but I don't deserve to have my life destroyed because I hurt her feelings. That's a comical injustice.