Her face could be any number of things, randomly swollen lymph nodes, infection, when you're 550 lbs, your entire body is compromised. It's like asking why the doorbell doesn't work, when the house is on fire. And falling off a cliff. And haunted by dead Indians.
The cherry-picking a psychologist thing - boo boo, you ain't doing that. Psychologists don't specialize in dainty 600lb princess unique snowflake syndrome.
Anyone qualified to even try to leash the galloping personality disorder horror in your bucket of slop brain costs WAY more than you're willing to throw at a doctor for a single session cure. You probably think you need a month of asspats and pamphlets, and it all goes away magically. Nah, gorl. You have years deconstructing your entire life, including your junky parents, too look for the patterns of behavior, so you can process wherever someone touched you when you were a baby whale, and move past it. It would get ICKY. Your narcissism or whatever the fuck you have will fight that tooth and nail every step of the way.
Any doctor of merit, someone who might have a shot at getting anywhere past the howling horrific hamplanet monster is going to tell you to get your fat ass off the internet, and start setting real life goals - weight loss, mental and emotional reconstruction, healthy relationships....a job...college...
Whelp, there goes that plan. Pass the boiled sausage, Becky, and fluff up pillow mountain.
Considering you won't even bake a potato, one of the most simple tasks I can think of...nah. You're not doing anything, boo boo. You're gonna cry more, sniffle bitterly and oink about how special you are, and you're gonna eat. A lot. Like yesterday. Like last week. Like last month. Like last year. Like the last 10 years. Always remember, this bitch, less than a month ago, complained it's "not fair" she can't binge eat without consequences.
In mental health terms, AL is a morbidly obese T-Rex smashing through the door and wall of the clinic, bellowing, and eating the receptionist.
PS - my cherry on top of this rant.
The beef thing. The boiling food thing. I just realized why she does that. It's in this video. "Becky doesn't like my food because it's healthy." No, Becky doesn't like your food because it's slop, and you make it that way on purpose...wait for it...SO BECKY WON'T TRY AND EAT ANY.