I'm sure the Williams Clan would love to see her snuffed.
I went on a little rant about her comparing herself to alcoholics the other night. Lo and behold, she addresses that today (forgetting, of course, that SHE is the one who's historically compared herself to alcoholics and drug addicts...)
Yep. She can't handle even slight discomfort, so she can't say no to a binge. She also needs to have "delicious" food at all meals, meaning she'll never be able to have an unsatisfyingly low-cal meal.
I've thought about this, too. I'm sure there are other infuriatingly dense fatties out there, but I can't see myself ever being intrigued enough to just find an AL replacement.
Should auld Kiwi-acquaintance be forgot...
If she can't make space in her life for ice cream and Cheetos, then it's not a sustainable diet. It's sad.
(Also, when are your videos happening? PM me.)
Just quoting this because I needed to remind myself that I'm not the only one who sees these obvious contradictions. There's nothing quite like being gaslit by a deathfat to make a person really question their own grasp on reality.
Exactly this will happen:
SUNDAY: Starting tomorrow, I'm giving myself 2500 calories a day, so that's [PAUSE TO USE CALCULATOR] 17500 a week.
MONDAY: I only ate 3000 calories! Go me!
TUESDAY: I screwed up and ate 6000 calories. Now I only have 8500 calories for the rest of the week. Still doable, though!
WEDNESDAY: I went to Becky's nephew's memorial. There was pie. Now I only have 4500 calories for the rest of the week.
THURSDAY: I had 3500 calories again today. It's really bad for someone my size to have under 2000 calories a day -- it'll screw up my metabolism. I don't have enough calories to for these last three days, so I'm going to just start Week 2 tomorrow.
FRIDAY: So I've got 17500 calories, plus 1000 left over from last week, so that's 18500 calories. Today I screwed up a little and had 4000, but that's okay -- I can still stay under 14500 for the rest of the week.
SATURDAY: Weigh in? What weigh in? Ricky and Eric want to have a BBQ tonight.
Etc.
For a moment, she was scared of being outshined by Chantal. That's why she acknowledged her apropos of nothing in a video a week or two back. By now, however, she's made up her mind that she's different from Chantal and suffers from much worse BED/food addiction/whatever, so while it's great for someone like Chantal to be able to succeed, AL herself (sigh) just has it worse because she was in foster care. Stop comparing them. They're nothing alike.