Don’t take anything I’m about to say as sympathy or empathy for Chinny, because it isn’t.
She must feel so trapped. That makes her just furious. She knows how sick she is, how fat, how much of a loser, but her delusions won’t allow her to face those things except occasionally for a millisecond. So she lashes out to everybody around, even her fans, thinking she is cornered and can’t escape.
She reads some ridiculous book to help her find her way out of the dark but it won’t help. It’d be like me reading The New Yorker and then believing that makes me an native Upper West Side Socialite.
She isn’t trapped; if she would listen to medical advice and not a “diet culture” book (which intuitive eating is) and just turn her life over to somebody with expertise, she’d save herself. But she’s mentally turned all those people into her enemies as well: they don’t understand, she has to do things her way, nobody but she has knowledge about her disorder, blah blah.
She’s in the dark and I really think she wants out but typical Chantel, she will do nothing to take a hand to be led out.
She started out life badly, and has screwed herself over too many times. School was to get laid hoping it’d make her popular in between eating. Her mom tried help by sending her to several camps where she could find something more important than she was. She quit college. She started medial jobs around Canada, getting fired snd screwing who ever would. She messed up the only relationship she had. She is now the laughingstock of the internet.
We are here to laugh and watch her die, knowing all along it wasn’t necessary. If she’d let go of her ego, and let an expert help her, she’d end this. But egocentric she’ll be to the very end, never understanding it’s been in her hands all along. Calories in, calories out.