First off, seriously?

I would just like to say, that if the roles were reversed, how do you think you would feel?

You took it upon yourself to write TO a magazine's 'ask column' about how you don't love your boyfriends body. Again, I say, seriously?

How do you think you'd feel if you came across an article in "Playboy" about a man who doesn't love his girlfriends body, but she loves his -- all the while asking how to bring up the "start of a beer gut." I bet it would be an uproar.

Secondly, where in the world, do you get off? You got into a relationship with this person. You chose him.

I pray to God you didn't choose him strictly based on his physique. Looks fade. If you're just dating him to date a hot body, then that's an entirely other issue. When you are with someone, you accept them, for them.

In your letter to the magazine, you said; "I of course still love him deeply, this hasn't affected that at all -- just the physical."

Why does your love not transcend physicality?

You can't possibly expect that man to stay the same for his entire life?

I see things all the time about men expecting women to be perfect and slim. I get so tired of it. It's not just women who are under pressure to be "perfect," though. It's everyone, and it needs to stop.

Love and relationships are not superficial. They should never be superficial. Weight is not correlated to the core and character of a person.

I mean, can you just imagine if the roles were reversed? If he told you he didn't love your body anymore.

No, excuse me, you told him nothing. You wrote to a magazine.

You told the entire world that you are no longer attracted to his body. You told everyone but him, about a problem that is solely between the two of you.

I know how it feels to be in a relationship where there is a toxic undertone that is brought up anytime weight was mentioned. I know how it feels to be looked at with the thought that there could be improvements made to my body.

Do you see the problem?

I also know what it feels like to look at someone's body and love every single inch of it; because I know the heart buried under all of the flaws and imperfections that he sees, and it is all beautiful. That is my person. It is my job to find the beauty. It is my job to support him in everything he does. Whether he has a beer gut or not; because I happen to love his beer gut.

I know what it feels like to see someone who isn't happy with their body, and see past what they see. It is absolutely terrible to watch someone be unhappy with themselves.

So, to think that you took the time out of your day to write to a damn magazine about how you are unhappy with your significant others body, just blows my mind.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Oh, and the next time you worry about how to say something to someone, for the love of God, google it.