The most damning attitude a deathfat can have. For some reason they always believe the Reaper will come for them peacefully while they sleep.
Since we are waiting on Chantal to liven up a bit (or do the opposite) I wanted to give the newer users a glimpse into Chantal's ultimate fate:
Chance Carmichael romanticized immobility, created feeder porn and died screaming for it. He spent his life in
denial that it was killing him, thought it was hilarious that
we said it would and then
it did.
I wanted to use more of his own posts while writing this but unfortunately most were screencaps of his blogs before we were archiving through the farms, so they're lost to time, but I do have a few remaining quotes I can make out from old blog thumbnails.
While on the subject of "gaining to immobility"
This is hot...as a fantasy. In real life being confined to a bed is awful. I guess I didn't get the comfort of stuffing myself with food while immobilized from my necrotizing fasciitis because I was in a hospital and also because my appetite basically died that day with the inch of dead flesh they cut out of me, but still.
By his own admission he had to relearn to walk for the fifth time, he had constant open wounds because his skin was stretched so thin and he was in and out of hospital for kidney failure, and this was over a
year before his body finally game out.
Chance isn't going to die anytime soon. Sorry to disappoint everyone.
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Chance Carmichael, 1 year and 5 months before his death
If anyone is interested there are a
few surviving
posts that quote his blogs, showing just how miserable the hospital stays and attempts at physio are. Also while searching this thread I did find this great post from Dog Prom 3D about
food addiction and while it doesn't say anything very new, I thought it was a well written summary of why the "We need to eat so recovery is impossible" excuse is bullshit.