Chantal really said between tortured, gasping breaths, as fluid leaked from her perfectly healthy dangleen eyeball, that she was going to experience mental, spiritual, and physical withdrawals from fast food. Spiritual. Withdrawals. Spiritual.
She has never uttered a sincere prayer (that wasn't "please let me eat more without consequence amen inshallah whatever") or placed one moment of reflection or curiosity about the deeper spiritual nature of her conversion/reversion. It has been a great way to slap her 20 chins into a head bucket which also conveniently hides her wrinkly bald head, and nothing more. But now that she needs to eat vegetables and refrain from eating bonus sandwiches (on camera) we are in the mires of a spiritual crisis.