Chantal Sarault / Chantal Al-Refae / Foodie Beauty - Delusional drug fiend hamplanet mukbanger from Canada trying to be a glamorous online influencer. Pathological liar, huge bitch, narcissist, animal abuser

Here are some photos from the family Facebook:

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chantal is way too weak willed for this to be her rock bottom wake up call that changes it all around just in time for the DR.

Any normal person has a wake up call once their jeans get tight or they can't button up a blouse.

Chantal had massive (benign) tumors for years and if I remember right, a cancer scare related to said tumors as well, an hysterectomy, blood clots in the lungs, her extra fat plays so much with her hormones that she's losing her hair and growing a beard, her wounds heal 10x slower than a normal person, she has a CPAP machine not to die in her sleep, she can't stand without holding onto a wall, a chair or a fucking tree, she gets out of breath by simply talking, she can't cut her own toenails, put on socks or wipe her ass, she can't fit in a plane seat and barely in her car... and there is so many other things I'm forgetting.

And now she's gonna change because of diabetes?

There is no rock bottom for her. Every single thing mentioned above would be rock bottom for almost every one, but all of them combined isn't enough for Chantal to put down the fork.

The only thing we can do now is bet on what will come first : amputation or death.
 
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She should do HCLF Vegan. I guarantee this bitch, she’ll beat the beetus in a few weeks. But of course she has no willpower what so ever....
She's embarked on various types of vegan journies (HCLF, raw, "dirty," high vibrational, etc) many times and never made it more than a few days, if that.

This diabetes journey is going to be no different from any of her others, to a point. It's going to fit right into the cycle, except with more immediately severe health consequences. She'll have the usual renewed commitment to her "new lifestyle," followed by impotent frustration at how hard and unfair it is, followed by falling off the wagon, followed by fleeting self-awareness/introspection, followed by defiant proclamation that she's "living her life" and "knows what she's doing," followed by a new round of commitment to health.

Except with diabetes in the mix, we're going to be seeing even more new physical ailments/side effects sprinkled in throughout the cycle. Until she either a) has a heart attack/DKA episode and ends up on life support, or b) actually gets competent intensive mental health treatment and gets her shit together. Those are her only 2 options now.
 
Here are some photos from the family Facebook:

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And Chinny being the social butterfly we know and love in the back:
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My whole fat perception is skewed due to the beheems... I look at that top pic of Chantal, and I’m not horrified by how enormous she is. What should be a absolutely haram sight is just kind of “ehh, whatever”.

I want my non jaded, innocent self back, damn you, deathfats!!

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Any normal person has a wake up call once their jeans get tight or they can't button up a blouse.

Chantal had massive (benign) tumors for years and if I remember right, a cancer scare related to said tumors as well, an hysterectomy, blood clots in the lungs, her extra fat plays so much with her hormones that she's losing her hair and growing a beard, her wounds heal 10x slower than a normal person, she has a CPAP machine not to die in her sleep, she can't stand without holding onto a wall, a chair or a fucking tree, she gets out of breath by simply talking, she can't cut her own toenails, put on socks or wipe her ass, she can't fit in a plane seat and barely in her car... and there is so many other things I'm forgetting.

And now she's gonna change because of diabetes?

There is no rock bottom for her. Every single thing mentioned above would be rock bottom for almost every one, but all of them combined isn't enough for Chantal to put down the fork.

The only thing we can do now is bet on what will come first : amputation or death.
Rock bottom for Chantal is death, period. End of story mate, she will lie to herself until the day she dies.
 
There is no rock bottom for her. Every single thing mentioned above would be rock bottom for almost every one, but all of them combined isn't enough for Chantal to put down the fork.

What fork? Even when a fork is present, this slob degenerates into eating everything with her flithy mitts in less than one minute.

There are things she could do without giving up any of her precious food which would slow the intake enough that she'd probably lose weight. High on the list is learning how to use utensils. At 36, it is time for her to learn how to hold a fucking knife and fork. Basic etiquette also says to switch your fork to your right hand after holding it in the left while cutting, not only so you don't look like a fucking beast, but also to slow down the meal so it isn't gone in three minutes and you have time to talk. She could also learn to chew her food and not talk with her mouth full. I honestly believe any deathfatty who starts here can make better inroads than just eliminating their food without any behavior modification. However, Clotso is proud to be stunted at age three, and she will never change as a matter of pride.

A lot of farmers say "she ain't dying soon, most deathfatties make it to their late fifties". But Clotso is missing organs, and has numerous ailments now that could each kill her separately. Throw diabetes on top while remembering her refusal to do anything to help herself, and she looks like a prime candidate to not make it to even 40. I think we are already in the end game now, although it may take a couple of years to play out. There will be no phoenix raising from these ashes, there will be no carefree future act in which she lives a healthy life and lives life to its fullest. Just more decline, mentally and physically. All the rock bottoms and eye opening moments were utter shams, and this is another. She doesn't know anything else to do but eat.
 
I don't think she is going to film herself pigging out anymore. The backlash might be too much for her to handle in such a delicate state. I expect her videos to be sporadic for a while.

She's got nothing else. While evidence points at her being a leech upon her family for the essentials, I think she relies on her excess for her excesses. As in, I think her food and weed money are reliant on her youtube income which relies entirely on her pigging out in front of the camera.
 
Did any of the photos of her at her uncle's, (I've only seen 2 shots), show the food she was eating? That's usually a prime feature of any photos or video from when she's eating away from home.

She has to know if she does mukbangs & any of those do not adhere to a diabetic regime, that she's going to have to pay her mods overtime to delete 'negative' comments. And even some of her most blatant ass kissers might think twice when they see her being defiant in the face of 'alarmingly high blood sugar'.

I can imagine her telling herself, she can have one last, prolonged food blowout which lasts until she goes to the diabetes clinic. She doesn't want to confuse herself with healthier food choices when recommendations are all over the map, right? That's what she'll tell herself & her viewers.
 
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I'm still fucking gassed that she said " Even though I'm fat and eat like shit, I still can't believe I got Diabetes :(:(:(:( "
What did you expect? That's like drinking a half-gallon of hard liquor every day by yourself and saying " I didn't think I would have liver failure "

Sides are officially in orbit
 
Rock bottom for Chantal is death, period. End of story mate, she will lie to herself until the day she dies.

I get the feeling that even in death she will still find a way to be a cunt to the world somehow.

For instance she will croak while driving and cause a 30 car pile up, maybe fall onto some innocent pedestrian at a store and cripple them or just cause some poor mortuary to burn down because they were the unfortunate enough to remove this human tumor from the world.

One thing is for sure is that she won't go peacefully into hell, she will be kicking and screaming the whole way down.
 
I think Chantal will eventually be put on Invokana or related drugs though. Invokana can significantly reduce the chance of death from heart attack and stroke in those that will not conform. Invokana also attaches to sodium-glucose transport proteins and makes the body expel a lot of blood glucose through urination. It can cause about 400 calories to be eliminated this way and that’s why it’s used for super morbidly obese patients. It can be used with Metaformin and/or Sulfonlyureas. Actos is also paired up with both Metformin and Invokana sometimes.

Not to break out the eugenics gas chamber but honestly, why interfere with Chantal’s death? She doesn’t have a job, she has few friends, she has no spouse or kids and never will. She’s fat as fuck and historically non compliant with treatment plans. As with the Hartley hooligans there comes a time when the most civilized thing to do is just let nature take its course. It really does blow my mind how much we medically intercede with terminal societal losers. If she had redeeming qualities it’d be one thing but she’s just a big, fat, bitchy consoomer.

I pity the doctors whose sole job it is to help those who will not help themselves.
 
Chantel can refuse treatment. Plenty of people do. The problem is, she wants to be left alone to eat but she doesnt want to feel sick. So she’ll ask for help, get the meds, but incorporate what they say with what she wants to do. She’ll get ill, end up in the ER, cry, and say she need help, she doesn’t want to die. That obligates those docs to treat her.
She could do a DNR and say , no treatment, but we know she won’t.
 
This malignancy on civilization is lucky that all she has is high blood sugar (as far as we know). I know she's feeling extremely sorry for her fat self right now and trying to get her functionally-retardo fanbase to provide her with "there, there"s, but there is absolutely nothing to pity. Her manipulating them into supporting her degenerate lifestyle choices only further underscores what a pustule she is.

If you have time on your hands, go back to the start of this entire thread and re-read the accounts of her antics and behaviour. You will despise her even more than you already may, and / or any burgeoning feelings of compassion will swiftly evaporate.

One of the worst parts of her (I know, it's pretty difficult to qualify her components) is her wailing about being an addict. Bitch, puh-leeze. Even if she were, so what? What would she like any of us to do about that? So you've admitted you have an addiction. And? You've got the Canadian health care system, all the time in the world, several available online resources, a decent immediate and extended family support system, and nothing but your own will and motivation to change that fact. There are addicts everywhere; it's what they choose to do about it which defines how the world receives them. As many an erudite Kiwi has remarked, she is not an addict. She is a trash-can glutton all the way. Nothing more and nothing less than that.

I wish her physical form were the only aspect of her that is grotesque, but through and through, she has proven she is sociopathic, decayed, juvenile, petty, avaricious, unlikable, gormless, and completely useless. Bring on the rapid snowball effect.
 
She's got nothing else. While evidence points at her being a leech upon her family for the essentials, I think she relies on her excess for her excesses. As in, I think her food and weed money are reliant on her youtube income which relies entirely on her pigging out in front of the camera.

She's already admitted to this. She 'reinvests' with food for her videos.
 
Chantel can refuse treatment. Plenty of people do. The problem is, she wants to be left alone to eat but she doesnt want to feel sick. So she’ll ask for help, get the meds, but incorporate what they say with what she wants to do. She’ll get ill, end up in the ER, cry, and say she need help, she doesn’t want to die. That obligates those docs to treat her.
She could do a DNR and say , no treatment, but we know she won’t.
Chantal will also not refuse treatment because it forces people to take care and pay attention to her just like the fast food workers at drive-thrus. She hates feeling ill and being in pain but also loves having people serve her. She also likes to watch people sicker than her at the hospital to mock and use as a twisted source of empowerment. She is sick in more ways than one and there is no cure for her nasty nature.
 
Chantal recently added this private account on IG:
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"Only for surgery."

"Sx Sisters" is Surgery Sisters and they have a website:
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Yep, plastic surgery "getaways" in the Dominican Republic.

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Are these the deposits Chinny keeps talking about?

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Some of their packages:
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A la carte menu:
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Website for Dr. Kashyap at Mia Aesthetics:
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Her plan must be to lose a large enough amount of weight that she'd be in the market for plastic surgery by the time she goes on her DR trip.

Is she putting down deposits on both the vacation with the girls AND a plastic surgery package?
Are all of the women going for surgery or is this something Chinny plans on doing solo?
Does she think that discount plastic surgery in the DR is a good idea for a diabetic who can't breathe?
Is she fucking serious?
 
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I do know people who have developed gout from the Atkins diet. I'd recommend Sugar Busters (in which all simple carbs are eliminated and moderate complex carbs are permitted) but I honestly think she would rather die than do it.
South Beach is another one that works along the same lines as Atkins by limiting carbs, but it's not so restrictive (as Atkins is in its early phase before slowly adding carbs back). But the recommended carbs are lower-GI things like tubers, root vegetables, whole grains, and beans, which don't spike blood sugar so much or so rapidly--rather than the highly processed ones Chantal favors.

She needs a plan, because she has no idea how to eat properly, but her undoing will be that she's mentally incapable of sticking to any plan because first, she sees it as an intolerable restriction she has to rebel against; and second; that kind of food won't give her the dopamine hit she's addicted to.

What fork? Even when a fork is present, this slob degenerates into eating everything with her flithy mitts in less than one minute.

There are things she could do without giving up any of her precious food which would slow the intake enough that she'd probably lose weight. High on the list is learning how to use utensils. At 36, it is time for her to learn how to hold a fucking knife and fork. Basic etiquette also says to switch your fork to your right hand after holding it in the left while cutting, not only so you don't look like a fucking beast, but also to slow down the meal so it isn't gone in three minutes and you have time to talk. She could also learn to chew her food and not talk with her mouth full.
Taking smaller bites that are about a third or a fourth of the size of the ones she takes now, and actually chewing each one thoroughly and swallowing it before taking the next bite, would help tremendously--not just as far as basic table manners are concerned, but in reducing her food intake. She shoves so much food into her mouth at once, it's not only repulsive to watch, but she can barely chew it.

Digestion actually begins in the mouth, both through mechanical breakdown of food by chewing, and chemical breakdown by enzymes in the saliva. Chewing food kicks off a series of reactions that let the stomach know you're eating, so it can start to secrete its own digestive enzymes. But Chantal only chews as much as she needs to in order to swallow each bite, largely bypassing that process, and she devours such large quantities of food so fast, she's stuffed herself before her stomach has a chance to tell her brain, "Oh, hey--we've eaten enough; everything's good; you can stop now." Her hunger cues are completely fucked, and so are her satiety cues; she just eats as much as she can, as fast as she can, until her stomach is so stuffed with under-chewed food she feels physical discomfort. No wonder she has digestive issues.

But if she actually chewed each small bite thoroughly, she might start to notice just how gross fast food tastes. Fast food is not made to be savored, and the longer you chew it, the more strange, unpleasant tastes emerge--or else it just goes totally bland. That shit is made for people like Chantal who eat like a Labrador, inhaling their food at top speed with as little chewing as they can get away with.

A lot of farmers say "she ain't dying soon, most deathfatties make it to their late fifties". But Clotso is missing organs, and has numerous ailments now that could each kill her separately. Throw diabetes on top while remembering her refusal to do anything to help herself, and she looks like a prime candidate to not make it to even 40. I think we are already in the end game now, although it may take a couple of years to play out. There will be no phoenix raising from these ashes, there will be no carefree future act in which she lives a healthy life and lives life to its fullest. Just more decline, mentally and physically. All the rock bottoms and eye opening moments were utter shams, and this is another. She doesn't know anything else to do but eat.
I totally agree. She's had so many health issues that would have scared most people into cleaning up their act, and all she's done is continually double down on her most self-destructive behavior. There may not be the kind of addiction and mental health treatment she needs available to her under the glorious free health care program of Canuckistan, but she's completely lacking in all the inner resources required to make such programs work for her, so it hardly matters.
 
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