It’s not but being doped up on opioids 24/7 makes dragging around 600+ lbs a bit more tolerable. Now imagine waking up in withdrawal- sweaty, shivering, desperately needing the toilet- while gravity reminds you just how much of you there is. Absolute hell
When you really, really like what a particular addictive substance does for you, you start finding ways to justify continuing to take it—such as
not taking it, and suffering withdrawal (or the normal pain of your regular mode of existence) so you can have the realization that yes, you
do need to take it to keep feeling better.
That's what I'm getting, here.
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Gee, who wouldn't be convinced by a face like that?
Honestly I'm not sure what the point is, her hair is thinning and looks like shit no matter what she does with it. Surely a wig would be easier.
Hats. She needs hats. And not those fucking berets she has such an inexplicable fondness for.
Anna can't even take the most basic care of the hair that's growing out of her own damned head, which is one of the easiest things to do when you have straight hair; no way is she going to go to the effort of styling wigs, keeping them clean, and wearing them properly. And wearing a quality lace-front means you can't skimp on your makeup game.
Sure, she could just buy a lot of cheap synthetic wigs off Amazon whenever the mood/booze/painkiller hits her, and throw them out when they get manky, but I swear, the real solution for a chronic attention-seeker like her is hats. Because even if you don't wear some crazy, gaudy thing on your head, they still get attention, because hardly anybody wears real hats any more. If it's a nice hat that looks good on you, you'll get people telling you they love your hat everywhere you go. If you wear some gaudy, overloaded eye-catching thing, you'll still get a lot of, "I love your hat!"
If you have shitty hair, hats are a fucking gift from God. If you're a consoomer, you can "collect" them in countless styles and colors and materials, for every season, plus get into vintage and designer hats. If you're at all crafty, you can get into either hatmaking or millinery, or both. You can wear the most boring outfit, and nobody will notice because they're too captivated by your hat. And tall women? Or a fridge-sized beheem like Anna? They can get away with wearing the biggest, craziest, most attention-grabbing hats.
Anna, if you're reading this, I'm serious. Your medical/fitness journey content is depressing, retarded, and is just going to keep attracting the criticism you hate because you have to tell too many blatant lies to keep it up. Get into hats, instead. Go totally ham on hats. I can guarantee it'll be a thousand times more fun and interesting and—yes—potentially empowering and inspiring than
any of the shit you're doing now.
(Hey, I can't say I didn't try.)