I do not weigh 300lbs. I never did. I never will. As I was very thin for most of my life until around 2017. And I fully intend to get back to being in shape again before I reach the age of 40. At the moment I'm still a little less than 220lbs.
You were obese when this thread started in 2014, and likely were long before then. Showing us a picture of you from around 2002 at Disneyland, like you've done in this past, doesn't disprove this reality. You've also claimed that you were going to lose weight and get in shape before, and gave up almost instantly. Portion control and mild exercise are apparently too much to do in the face of mommy bringing you takeout and cooking you chicken nuggies, especially when diet pills don't magically work.
I don't actually have an older sister anymore, if you will remember.
I did forget that your older sister passed away; I vaguely remember her obituary being posted in this thread now. She seemed like a
very productive member of society, and I'm sure that your
entire family was very
proud of her.
That being said, I, and most people in this thread, are actual adults with actual lives who occasionally spend 10-15 minutes in this thread laughing at you and your antics. You aren't important enough to any of us to be able to meticulously remember every single detail of your life perfectly.
And I do know how to do laundry as I learned when I first moved out and did my own for a while. But then what happened was my aunt started taking my laundry and doing for me because she insisted on it, and now it's my mom who does it and I just got used to that. However, whenever we move as long as the washer and dryer I have won't be located in the basement as they are now, I will likely be willing to do it all on my own.
Translation: "I am lazy, and I might possibly be willing to do something even most teenagers do on their own someday in the distant future, but not now."
Why don't you go down to the basement? Are you too lazy to go down some stairs? Do you get winded going down stairs? Does mommy not allow you to go to the basement? Are you afraid of the basement?
And I wouldn't live in no one's attic, but have at least my own personal space located in the same house as my mom and aunt, as she explained to me.
Fine, the toolshed out back then.
I don't actually know if such a meetup actually takes place around the area I live in, but if it does you won't ever see me at it, I promise you.
That fills my heart with a deep sadness.
What if we come to your apartment to party? Would your mom let you answer the door for that? I just checked with everyone else, and we're all down to travel from all over the country to come over and get lit this weekend.
Subsisting on takeout and TV dinners is a very interesting tactic how to get back into shape. I wonder why I never thought of it.
She should do a wogglediet book next.
And my new plan to lose weight actually involves taking "soft gels" made by Dr. Steven Gundry who I know can be trusted. And I'm sure if you look him up you will find it to be true.
Oh, more diet pills! And from a scammer this time to boot! A two-for-one of classic Cherie!
In all seriousness, I think you should consider a different approach to health. Changing your diet would be a good step, as would starting an exercise routine. You can get a
good quality exercise bike delivered from Amazon for less than $200, which can offer a fun way to get a bit more exercise in during each day. I like to use my exercise bike while watching YouTube videos so it feels less like work. Buying something like an exercise bike is a one-off expense, so in the long run it will be cheaper and probably more effective than pills. I'm not passing judgment on you at all -- I am also trying to improve my physical fitness and my diet, so I'm in the same position you are.
This would actually be a very good idea, and that's the reason she won't do it (even though she apparently already has one). She could even set it up in front of the TV and use it while she does her daily binge of media meant for small children.
Cherie is too lazy to lose weight, too lazy to take care of herself, too lazy to do anything. Even if she weren't mentally deficient, she'd still be living exactly the same way, only she might have multiple kids. Most of us do wish that she'd get her shit together, but we know she won't, so we choose to continue laughing at the trainwreck.
Your loss!
