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Input: I've known B since high school and back then she was a healthy, active cheerleader. Fast forward 15 years and she's fought a lot of shitty, hard emotional battles and in the process gained 160+ lbs and is edging on 300 for her short stature. I love B to death and won't begrudge people their inner turmoil, but she has gotten very, very unhealthy to the point where she can't really walk for long distances and gets winded and tired extremely easily.

She's expressed a major desire to start a family with her husband and I am supportive; she'd make a great, loving mom, but I'm honestly pretty concerned for her. She's had complications with her menstrual cycle and often complains that doctors tell her to lose weight to help conceive. Her rationalization is that since her much smaller (by ~100+ lbs) sister gets pregnant at the drop of a hat, she should be able to as well. They're half sisters. She's been trying to conceive for almost a year and it's not been fruitful.

I'm getting more and more anxious for her as time goes by and made the mistake of saying that maybe she should take her doctors, multiple, advice but she just doubled down on her position. I don't know how to be supportive in a way that isn't superficial without bringing to light that part of her complications may be from being morbidly obese. It's even worse because I have a disorder that makes it so I can't really ever get fat and I struggle to maintain my weight while eating a ton. I'm like the worst possible person to say anything to her but she's my best friend and we confide in one another a lot.

I feel like such a rotten ass for being this level of worried for her. I worry that her dream won't come true. I worry that she won't conceive the baby she wants because she won't work towards having her body be healthy enough to carry it. I worry that even if she does have a child that she won't be able to keep up with him or her; she can barely keep up just walking around shopping together. It's stupid to worry this much about a life that's not my own and maybe I'm the asshole for it because it's really not my business. I want her to have everything and it really tears at my heart that she might not get it and it could be of her own doing.

being anxious about my morbidly obese friend trying to get pregnant