Baggy Clothing

I like to wear baggy clothing. I'm currently wearing an oversized sweatshirt from Old Navy as well as a baggy pair of cargo pants. In the summer I persist in wearing baggy pants despite the heat and humidity because I feel uncomfortable in shorts. I also wear baggy tshirts in hot weather. This was especially true as I slowly, unintentionally began to gain weight last summer. Now that I'm purposefully gaining I wish to continue wearing baggy clothes, but my fat will be harder to conceal. A part of me is excited about the prospect of showing off my chubbiness, but there's another part of me that wants to hide it. Most of the gainers I've encountered online have no qualms about wearing tight shirts that display their paunch, but I'm not at that point yet and I feel as though there's something wrong with me because of it. Am I ashamed of my fat? Not exactly, but it is a new and scary transition I am embarking on. I'm especially afraid of how those closest to me will respond to my growing body. My good friend Scott is quite outspoken in his contempt for obese people. I ultimately could give a flying fuck what he thinks about my gaining, but it does fester in the back of my head. I think the bottomline is that I'm insecure about my body and being accepted by my peers.

On a joyous note, I'm continuing to gain at a rapid pace. I weighed myself this morning and the scale read 198 pounds. Could I actually be two pounds away from my goal of 200 by Christmas?! It seems too good to be true and it probably is. I'm sure my scale is acting wonky again, but I will check it again tomorrow morning.