February 25th, Fatty is still fat, and no one would have sex with her. We see her put on makeup. Thanks the viewers for her support and adresses rumors about her faking covid. Tells us she made a big purchase last night, which her bank flagged as fraud. Wines about phone anxiedee as she needs to call customer service.
Is about to start her livestream, which I will skip summarily. Torrid haul time.
@Janai and others have already, shown picture of this cardigan. Disaster strikes, Amber knocked over a LEGO as she took off the tarp. Spaghetti strap tee with a snake on it (Hm, I mentioned Scottie a few posts back, spaghetti straps is another thing she's obsessed with in that self fic), black t-shirt with the word "tragic" on it, checkered sweater, pink sweater with "Why are you so obsessed with me" printed on it, accidentally bought a second tragic sirt, a dress, a bunch of underwear which all look fucking ridiculous (though the nude one looks more like a mental hazard).
February 26th. We are in the closet. Her therapy books arrived, says she'll share some of the pages with us (I foresee more manipulation and cringe). Blabs on for a while about how speshul her BeePeeDee is. Tries to make us think she's gonna take some accuntability for the shit she's done in the past. Starts a new LEGO, one of her car. Shows us another building LEGO she completed.
Next scene she's on her couch, and the way she starts with "We need to talk" already let's me know we're about to be hit with some superimposed fatty bullshit. Blabs about mentuls and how she turned to food (shocker). Says she hasn't cared about weight loss enough (try "at all"). Announces she will start out weight watchers and admits that she did this a billion times. Also acknowledges the retarded excuses she's used before. Says she'll do it properly this time, which includes actually following the program and doing weekly weigh ins.
But you know how this is all bullshit? She hits us with the classic "I can't change overnight." Already an excuse before it's begun. You had... shit, isn't it almost two decades worth of nights by now? Anyway, point being, she's had enough time.
The end.