Let me preface this by saying I love him dearly and he is my best friend but sometimes I just want to strangle him.
So a little backstory, our wedding is in 9 months. I was about 40 lbs overweight roughly 5 years ago, I lost 30 of it on my own with mostly diet. FI and I are small-ish but still a little "soft" and would ideally like to take off another 10-15 before the wedding. I have started a rigorous (for me) exercise routine and stick to it every day, along with a food journal. Of course, I allow myself a cheat day once in a while because I'm not a machine, but I try not to go overboard. Problem is, FI wants to lose weight as well around the middle (there's not much but some) but shows no willpower or self control.
He has this thing where the food he eats always has to be something he's craving or in the mood for, and be delicious. He has said to me before that he could get hit by a car or something like that any time, and that if that happens he wants the last meal he ate to be satisfying. I think this is completely nuts, but whatever.
However, now that I'm trying to find healthier meals to make or substitutions, he always says he doesn't like it, or vetoes it, or wants to add things to the recipe to make it tastier that end up making it not a healthy meal at all. To add to this he has a sensitive stomach and he just called saying the quinoa recipe (which I put 2 fried eggs on his to appease him) I made last night didn't agree with him, can we have something else for dinner. I find it hard to completely go with this since the guy manages to down 2 1 lb. cheesesteaks a week from D'Angelo's with no problem. He wants us to eat together and have the same food so I've been going along but I've gained weight by going along with what he wants to eat. Plus he'll eat what he wants and then stare in the mirror and says that he feels self-conscious about how he looks. I've tried to explain to him that dieting and losing weight is not fun and a sacrifice and this "always delicious what I'm craving thing" has to fly out the fucking window sometimes.
I'm at the point where I'm just saying you do you and I'll do me. If you don't like what I make for dinner get your cheesesteak. Problem solved.
Ugh. Sorry for the long vent. It just needs to happen sometimes. Anyone else have a FI or DH vent they need to get off their chest?