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The secret hippocratic cabal is going to take you out!You forgot their penchant for literally murdering the trans and/or obese.
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The secret hippocratic cabal is going to take you out!You forgot their penchant for literally murdering the trans and/or obese.
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I truly don’t understand a word she said in all that nonsense. She had a cycle where she didn’t eat? Doubt that shit. She’s gonna ride this “eating disorder “ till her last breath. My eyes cannot roll any harder from this bitch.
It seems so transparent to me:
She did look thin and pretty to me a long time ago but still not actually underweight. Developing BED is not how you cure bulimia.Again, in the thinnest pic we've ever seen of her, she still looks a bit overweight. So I'm not buying this shit about how she spent "many years" struggling with a legit restrictive eating disorder. And now all of a sudden she's bringing emetophobia into it? Maybe her restrictive eating disorder was, "I'd only binge on half a cake, rather than the whole, because I was afraid of puking." And if she ever did fear eating too much lest she puke, she sure got over it.
Or maybe she's just saying this shit so nobody thinks she was one of those gross bulimics (when it's likely she totally was).
And where does this fit in with being triggered by chopping vegetables to the point where cooking dinner leads to a mental meltdown, and totally excuses why she doesn't cook (or at least not healthy food)?
Anyway, if she really is this mentally fragile and afraid of slipping backward 16 years after ED treatment, she has no business giving anybody advice about self-acceptance and liberation, or telling them how to feel about their body. She's a mess, and needs to get the fuck offline and do intensive work on herself before pretending she's got the answers to fatgirl problems.
One thing she's right about - there is no coming back.
I’d actually be curious if this was a “success” photo taken after a few months of dieting where’s she’s showing off her weight loss that only lasted for a few weeks before she put back on the weight lost.She did look thin and pretty to me a long time ago but still not actually underweight. Developing BED is not how you cure bulimia.
Even more amusing is that’s a staged pantry photo. Maybe Corissa had to clean her pantry and decided it was the perfect opportunity to show evidence of how active sporty death fats eat. Two things stick out:Sometimes we forget how much it takes to maintain this type of weight. This pantry reminds us.
Im with you about it being a good sign that a deathfat is into skincare....to an extent. Part of me says "well, at least they have some instinct on some level to preserve their own health!" But otoh, isn't it just like manicures and luxury bags and dangerhair and (until a certaine weight) fancy shoes? Bullshit that fat girls can consoom without being self-conscious or sizing out?
Nor they have to: C&J have instapot, yet even that too much to handle.I’d bet most of what they cook are mostly rip open and heat foods. Death fats rarely can tolerate standing for an hour or two to prepare a meal.
Agree that this is a body check/weight loss pic. You can even see that she has posed her right leg against her left in such a way as to pull back and hide some of the right thigh fat to make the leg appear thinner.I’d actually be curious if this was a “success” photo taken after a few months of dieting where’s she’s showing off her weight loss that only lasted for a few weeks before she put back on the weight lost.
It’s not a casual photo, she’s using every “look thinner” trick in the (pre-photo filter) book.
The outfit and pose are show a studied attempt accentuate weight loss. Plunging v-neck to make her neck look thinner and long. The patterned blouse with solid white cardigan over it trims down her silhouette and hip width. The little belts cinch her waist as much as possible, but it’s even cinched over the white cardigan to maximize the effect. She tries to achieve the same effect with her left hand. Her hand is not on hip, but closer to her stomach, to reduce the hip width. She’s got her right arm straight and shoulder back to push her bust out and lessen width. Her top length carefully covers hips and upper thighs.
She’s wearing dark leggings to make her legs look as trim as possible and has carefully put one leg in front of the other to further reduce width. The knee-high boots help make her thighs seem thinner by reducing the contrast between thigh and shin girth.
The photo is supposed to look casual but it’s extremely calculated. I guesstimate she’s managed to trim off the appearance of 25 pounds via her outfit and pose in this shot. I don’t know Corissa’s height but if she was 5’6 I’d bet she weighs 170 in this photo but looks 150. (Height makes a big difference, if she’s taller increase the weights, if shorter lower them)
Corissa has spent years trying to use tricks, filters and photoshop to try and make morbidly obesity look better. She’s been dedicated to selling an absurd fantasy of her and J being luxurious pillows of pristine soft white flesh for years. So I have zero doubt she used similar tactics before joining the HAES cult when she wanted to show off her non-death fat body.
She’s certainly not morbidly obese in this photo, just chubby. In America today she’s downright average in that photo, by which I mean she looks 20-30 pounds overweight. In reality she was probably still 50-60 pounds too heavy. Still she looks like a super model compared to the death fat mess we see today.
Even more amusing is that’s a staged pantry photo. Maybe Corissa had to clean her pantry and decided it was the perfect opportunity to show evidence of how active sporty death fats eat. Two things stick out:
First for every item we see on those shelves there are x10 more stored elsewhere. As an example, that bag of Tate’s Cookies are a single serve, at the very least, for either C or J. Bag of M&M’s? They have five pounds somewhere.
Second: As others pointed out it’s the pantry of someone who doesn’t cook much. It’s basically just a bunch of snacks that you can open and eat immediately.
I’ve learned that the vast majority of death fats subsist mostly on cheap fast food and take out. You can totally correlate the explosion of people over 375 lbs with the vast increase in fast food consumption. The pantry is what C & J eat in between fast food runs and delivery.
I’d bet most of what they cook are mostly rip open and heat foods. Death fats rarely can tolerate standing for an hour or two to prepare a meal. It would be like making a tweaker play with meth and glass pipes for two hours before they were allowed to take a hit.
The death fats manage to eat the worst of both worlds. It’s a two prong fat attack. Massive high calorie salt and carb meals from takeout and then lots of high calorie snacky foods and desserts (chips, soda, cakes, ice cream, cookies) inbetween.
No, Juliana, you massive dipshit. Shame is the feeling we get when we know our actions violate our own code of honor, our own sense of what is right. Guilt is what we feel when we violate the code of honor of our loved ones or society at large.Comfyshits is dealing with shame y’all. She’s working on feeling shame that she is 500 el bees and that her wrists look like inntertubes. But she read that shame is joy interrupted. So she thinks that joy should be continuously eating herself into the good year blimp and not even process what that is/would do to herself long term. That would be shame. And shame is joy interrupted. And comfyshits doesn’t want to interrupt her gluttony. This cow is no better than Corrisa and twice as stupid. Look at this dipshit Happy as a pig in shit to be as a big as a house and can hardly walk/move . Oh, and happy to not be able to wipe her own ass. SMDH.View attachment 2336690
It's rather stunning how therapyspeak can be twisted by mentally stunted people to perpetuate self-destruction, delusional thinking, disability, and severe chronic pain. If men can insist they are women and the diseased can insist they are healthy, I guess joy can now mean crippling agony and self-imposed limitations. Relativism at its finest.Comfyshits is dealing with shame y’all. She’s working on feeling shame that she is 500 el bees and that her wrists look like inntertubes. But she read that shame is joy interrupted. So she thinks that joy should be continuously eating herself into the good year blimp and not even process what that is/would do to herself long term. That would be shame. And shame is joy interrupted. And comfyshits doesn’t want to interrupt her gluttony. This cow is no better than Corrisa and twice as stupid. Look at this dipshit Happy as a pig in shit to be as a big as a house and can hardly walk/move . Oh, and happy to not be able to wipe her own ass. SMDH.View attachment 2336690
Comfy is comfort interrupted.Comfyshits is dealing with shame y’all. She’s working on feeling shame that she is 500 el bees and that her wrists look like inntertubes. But she read that shame is joy interrupted. So she thinks that joy should be continuously eating herself into the good year blimp and not even process what that is/would do to herself long term. That would be shame. And shame is joy interrupted. And comfyshits doesn’t want to interrupt her gluttony. This cow is no better than Corrisa and twice as stupid. Look at this dipshit Happy as a pig in shit to be as a big as a house and can hardly walk/move . Oh, and happy to not be able to wipe her own ass. SMDH.View attachment 2336690