Two reactors "doxxed" her (doxxed being put in exaggerated fat-finger quotes), but Justine apologized to Amber in an email (so I guess that's why she's focusing so hard on Narc Alert).
Amber doesn't care if it's doxxing or not. She's gonna call it doxxing (because that makes it more dramatic). Amber claims her personal medical information was revealed, and not by Amber's choice (which is a complete lie as the only 2 people who had her personal medical information were Amber and the clinic, and no medical info was breached by the clinic).
Amber's weight loss clinic (which publicly advertises and has multiple forms of social media) was DOXXED because THEIR NAME AND WEBSITE WERE MENTIONED! SuPeR vIoLaTiNg!!1!
Amber moos that it should have been her decision to reveal it - completely missing the fact that SHE DID REVEAL IT by giving the information I listed above. Oh no, scratch that. It's a problem because DR SMITH doesn't want it known who his patients are! That's YOUR FAULT Amber, because you were incapable of SHUTTING YOUR BIG, FAT, FUCKING MOUTH.
Amber HAD TO LIE TO PROTECT HERSELF!!!
Amber is sensitive about people knowing where she goes because she claimed she had a stalker in Kentucky that she hasn't gotten around to talking about yet. (That nutcase Roger Brown who had to be driven around by his state-provided handler doesn't count as a stalker, Amber. Living in the same backwater town as you and showing the mug selection of the local Walmart is weird and creepy, but not stalking).
Amber talks about what can be done to prevent people like Narc Alert doing stuff like this to her (or others) in the future. Again the easiest way I can think of is for you to SHUT YOUR BIG, FAT, FUCKING MOUTH, AMBER!
Amber points out that Narc Alert "doxxed" the surgeon Dec 6, which was
before AMBER FUCKED UP AND ACCIDENTALLY "DOXXED" HER OWN SURGEON. Irrelevant, as Amber's application wasn't even processed until January, and by the time she had her first appointment, Amber had already given away enough details for anyone to figure it out.
Amber won't silence herself!!! ... but there's a lot she's not going to talk about!
OKAY! TIME TO DEFLECT WITH A BULLSHIT WEIGHT LOSS CHALLENGE!!!! OOOH!!! SHINY!!
Amber's brain is now magically different and she believes she can lose weight! Her challenge is to see how many days it takes for her to get down to 450!! That's right, abandoning the 469 (giggity) goal because it's not big enough. When do you guess? I'm guessing the day she loses 50lbs or more is the day that da'betus finally claims one of her laaaaygs.
This will help her learn how her body responds to different foods and what foods cause her to retain water, because she's NEVER done THAT before!!!!
(/sarcasm) She also plans to only eat takeout when she's actually out of the apartment (but later shows a fridge with no food and only drinks in it).
She'll be counting calories on my fitness pal because she needs to be aware of what she's eating (even though it makes her binge - oh, that and she SUCKS at counting calories). She claims that she'll be staying under 2000 calories.
4x bullshit ceiling-shot weigh-ins (no dates given): 499.8lbs, 497.4lbs, 495.8lbs, and 494.6lbs (pannus on the towel rack).
WHAT I ATE TODAY CONTENT!!!
- Coffee containing more CoffeeMate than actual coffee.
- Canned Cornbeef hash with aaaaaygs
Note: Amber overcooks her eggs to dust because of her aaaayg intolerance; not because she's a shit cook.
- Frozen Gordon Ramsays' shepherd's pie (which is actually COTTAGE PIE YOU FUCKING DONUT!!) It looked TERRIBLE, so of course she liked it.. after mixing it all together so it looked like vomit because she's a texture girlie pop
- Salmon jerky with rice and broccoli
- Bagel thins with cream cheese and jam (we've gone back to 2013, gorls) Amber weighs the difference in the JAR after taking out jam instead of weighing her bagel, because she's fucking retarded.
Amber surprises her audience by informing them that she doesn't focus on nutritional information. Amber can't weight (

) to keep showing us lower and lower bullshit ceiling-shot weigh-in numbers! Byee!!!