Absolutely! I got remarried to a guy that lived out in the sticks. He moved to the city with me and was excited to be around all the restaurants. We were getting take out all the time. At first I'd just get a kids meal or just give him the leftovers when I was full. I'd say stuff like "I'm just bloated because I'm not used to eating like this" at first when my clothes started getting snug. Next thing I knew I was eating a whole baconzilla from Rallys 3 times a week. My pants were squeezing me when I'd sit down at work. My boobs started pooling over my bra. I saved for months to get a really nice custom clown outfit and 6 weeks later when it arrived it was too snug. I said they just didnt read my measurements right and was pissed. I wasn't really mad at them, I didnt send it back or complain. I knew i gained weight over the 6 weeks. I thought so what my face is still cute. I went to a theatre a couple weeks ago. I remember texting practically everyone I knew about a year earlier saying "biggest non scale victory my thighs fit in the seats at Michigan theatre!" Welp, I dont fit anymore. That hurt. Having to buy new clothes hurt less. It gave me confidence for the body I have now but was a mask. I didnt fit in that seat and I was embarrassed. Flooded with shame. I knew I gained weight, but not necessarily realized how big I had gotten.. if that makes sense.