So, I'm not gonna do a full recap because fuck it, fuck Chantal, and fuck you (jk I love you gorls even if you do say the naughty words that upset so many among us).
But there are some things here we need to talk about.
"I have a trainwreck personality," she tells us t 1:39:37 as she stuffs her fish sandwich into her face, tartar sauce oozing out the sides of her mouth and cascading down her many chins, "I can't change." Tell me again you have a therapist.
And it gets worse.
"Sub-200 range? Wuzzat mean?" She sounds genuinely perplexed. Context clues, Chins. They're talking about your weight. But even you know "sub-200" might be a good cholesterol count for you, but it'll never be your weight (and hasn't been since middle school).
"Who isn't sad on a regular basis?" She demands to know at 2:01:04. "When you lose someone you're really close to... The sadness never dissipates." Is she talking about Grams? Lolno. Grams who? "Sometimes people don't get over breakups. That's a very scary thought."
Chat tells her she's trying to normalize toxic behavior. Gunt is aghast. "Toxic behavior
is normal!" She scoffs. "Stop trying to make it this big thing when...
Things... I don't know... I'm not saying it's
good to do these things, but it's
normal. It's normal! It IS normal! To do things... that are bad for us sometimes!"
"Nobody's normal anyways," she sneers, literally without stopping to take a breath, "Stop trying to normalize
anything. Nothing is normal. I hate the word 'normal'. What is normal? Saying something is normal is just completely... Just kind of..." She struggles, "D'ya know what I mean? Saying that everything else just doesn't fit this normal shit... It
marginalizes people," she manages at last, "And that's
not cool!" Judgy Gunt is judgy. "So shove your normal."
*slurps ice*
"I don't want to be miserable. But people do get miserable," she flaps her shoulder-meat defensively, "You know." Sigh. "And maybe these binges happen sometimes." Yes, like the weather, binges just happen sometimes. "And instead of feeling
so ashamed of them, I should just realize that it's normal. It's normal to binge." She nods decisively. "I think everyone does it. Or has done it. At least once. It's a human thing. Is it good to do? I mean once in a while, I mean I don't eat this much, I mean, I know I had some edibles, some THC edibles..." She trails off, laughs. "There's nothing wrong with being not-normal."
"Just treat yourself well. Respect yourself. It's a lesson I learned... I believe we encounter relationships in our lives with people for reasons..."
"Yes it IS normal," she growls in response to this. "So you're saying that the thousands and thousands... the hundreds of thousands of women who go through similar relationships and don't leave right away are just not," she shakes her head, a sour look on her face, "Not
normal?!" Scoffs angrily. "That's very ignorant to say." There's a smirk making its way across her face now. Aha! She's found her shield and her chat can fuck off! "Way to go!" She applauds sarcastically. "I'm just saying, you can point at my crappy behavior, but your viewpoint is crappy as well." Well, that's me told.
She catches herself, defuses the growing anger. We're back to sighing, thoughtful, reflective Gunt again. Philosogunt, if you will. "I'm very tired. My light is dimming." You'll never top these for last words, Chantal. Might as well give in to the beetus overnight.
"No, I'm not embarrassed. For what? For living my life? For
what?" She's faking her sarcastic meangorl persona, it's so clear she's on the verge of tears. Or the verge of lokmas, whatever. "No, I'm not ashamed of living my life, I'm not embarrassed. And..." She rolls her eyes upward, thinking, "I learn lessons from what I do." Even she can't maintain this delusion though, because she follows up with, "Some not yet. Maybe I won't, and it'll be too late, I dunno." She seems pretty confident for someone who's talking about not learning lessons until it's too late. I guess she doesn't think those unlearned lessons are too important.
In summary: She needs to not be so ashamed of her bingeing because it's normal but she's not ashamed of anything and it's normal but what even is normal and she doesn't want to be normal and you don't need to normalize toxicity because toxicity is normal and it's okay to do toxic things because they're normal even if they're not good and shove your normal and it's bad to say people aren't normal but normal isn't real and everyone binges and she doesn't eat that much, normally.
Superb motivated reasoning, excellent delusions, prime BPD material. I give it 9 boiled bunnies out of 10. All it was missing was some rage to counterbalance the smug, but she was too stoned for that.