...[Healthy food] has to look depressing, and it has to taste foul, because in her mind, a normal/healthy diet has always been directly tied to the idea of severe deprivation and imposed-upon disciplinary measures. Just listen to her fucked up assumptions about other people's diets. She cannot entertain the notion that a normal person can live on a normal diet and not experience this as a self-imposed punishment. Her attempts at healthy, or even just normal food will always be either some retarded super deprivation fad, like water fasting or juice nonsense, or just drab atonement meals.
This is a common way of thinking to all of the deathfats here. Some of them, like Virgie or Corissa, will even say that they're leading happier lives, eating whatever they want, than thin people do, because thin people live on kale and quinoa and deny themselves pleasure in order to remain acceptably thin. Only fatties get any real pleasure from food (and thus life, because to them life centers around eating), because only fatties are brave and nonconformist enough to satisfy their appetites with the food thins long for and forlornly wish they could eat. And it isn't just the FA crowd; I've heard run-of-the-mill deathfatties express similar sentiments.
Which of course bites them in the ass when they have to lose weight for any reason, because they've already conditioned themselves to believe that any food associated with weight loss is bland, unsatisfying, and a form of punishment. (It does not help that their palates are so blunted after years of bombardment with too much salt and sugar that they can't appreciate more subtle flavors.) The FA crowd preaches that food has no moral value, but that only applies to the food they like and crave. "Diet" food is loaded with moral values, all of them joyless and punitive.
The only way of her actually losing weight would be to have someone else in complete control of her diet....Chantal needs something somewhere between a mental asylum, a prison and a food rehab.
Yeah, pretty much this; she's a lost cause, and her only hope would be institutionalization in a setting where her food intake was strictly controlled. And it couldn't be voluntary, because she'd just waddle out the second she decided it wasn't what she wanted. So it's not going to happen. Not unless she ends up bedbound in a nursing home, too far away for James to visit, and too broke to pay the lowest-level, worst-paid staff to smuggle in Beef-N-Cheddars for her.
(Think: Doctor Nowzaradan's recovery home for exceptionally delinquent deathfats).
This show needs to exist.
I have a really hard time imagining anyone actually invited her on this trip. IF this is even true. She was so socially awkward at the few parties she’s been to and everyone seemed so standoffish who would’ve invited her?
I've seen absolutely no evidence that she has friends, or any social life at all beyond James and her family.
Rayna/Rina/whatsername hasn't been around in ages (even before Covid-19, she was conspicuously absent). I've never heard Chantal mention another friend by name. And yet I'm supposed to believe she's friends with the kinds of women who do an annual all-girls tropical beach vacation trip? Or that they'd invite her to join them? Or that any of them would willingly share a room with her? I'm not buying it.
I'm still not sure why she's determined to go to the DR; maybe it really is just a desperate attempt on her part to motivate herself to lose weight--which won't happen, any more than the trip will. But she'd be going alone if she did.
...Get ready for a sad crying video of "I went to the beach but everyone was visibly averting their eyes and avoiding me", if vacation happens of course.
Haha--she won't be in Canada any more, so I expect her to get laughed and mooed at if she sets foot on a beach in a massive bikini.
When you love to eat a tomato 
or whatever but I know what would fix Chantal. 
because she’s so dishonest and that’s why no professional can help her.
