She was live for almost three hours this morning, I wasn’t watching, but I would expect she can’t sleep because she is tortured by pretending to be dieting for a week.
She is a lost cause, and truly one of those people who should be just allowed to wallow in their addiction and be left to it until they eat themselves into the grave.
She has lost jobs, friendships, relationships, organs and the ability to reproduce just so she can continue to eat.
SHE. WILL. NEVER. STOP.
Even the Good Lord Above is trying his best by hitting her where it hurts her the most, vanity, by making her a misshapen lumpy, bumpy Quasimodo, when failing liver, kidneys and heart wouldn’t slow her down; but she just threw a polyester tarp over her body and ignored that too!
So God knew Chantal was vain and started blowing up one half of her face every time she ate too much, and bulging her eye, to match her hunchback.
But God underestimated the combined powers of Chantal’s delusions, Android phone filters, and the Kuwaiti health system diagnosis of ‘you’re just mental’.
Chantal would have maybe lost the weight back when she was in her twenties when there was a point.
The point being the goal of when she did so she could make everyone jealous cause she could totally steal everyone‘s husbands and boyfriends you guys.
Now… what the fuck is the point. She is married. If she loses the weight, she is going to be wrinkly and still old and ugly. She can’t make anyone jealous. That’s all she wants in life.
Notice that’s all she asked the doctor about really, how to make her face normal again. She is clearly very self conscious about it.