Poor little MunchieLynn. She might be adding yet another dx to her list of muh mentalz. Hey, a gal's gotta replace some of her accessories sometimes, and if fake BED goes, something else fake needs to pop into its place.
"Hullo."
Hey, Ham! How's it hanging?
Welcome to a new vlog, same as the old vlog! She's wearing some kind of old fashioned frizzy blanket thing as a shirt. Rummaging through some Grnadma's closet again, are we?
She was angzite about today's therapy session. It's number two of twelve! Just think, Ham, only ten more to cross off until you're denied your imaginary WLS!
She's also mid-makeup. Why? Well, she says if you're going to some kind of appointment, you need to have your makeup and hair did. Again: why? Especially if it's a doctorand more especially if it's a therapist of some kind where you know you're going to be BALLING YOUR EYES OUT because of MUH TRAUMA!
How about you WASH YOUR NASTY FUCKING HAIR if you want to look "put together", dipshit? Blah blah the session is via zoom, because that's the only way this particular therapist does it and I'm just gonna halt that line of your bullshit right there, Hamber. Someone how you managed to find the only shrink who not only does NOT take insurance, but who does NOT do in person sessions?
Sure.
Skipped the rest of her asinine makeup shit because I just do not care. She also skips ahead a few hours.
Of course she cried during her appointment. She doesn't look like she normally looks when she cries, and I already decided I believe her with this current therapy arc as much as all the others. That is to say, I don't believe her. When you think about it, she's claimed to have been in therapy all this past year. Now, we have two choices:
1. Hamber has been going to therapy sessions, and just talks about herself and how she's a victim of the big, bad world, never learning accidentally, or by repetitious counseling by the therapist, anything to deal with said big, bad, world, including different coping mechanisms to use right there in the comforting butt grooves of her couch.
OR
2. She's lying.
Personally, I'll take the second option. If there isn't independent confirmation, I'll just assume she's lying about anything related to muh mentalz.
Anyway, she cried, and once again stresses that she doesn't have BED. But she DID binge eat back in 2019, she says. So, what, you magically cured your own BED that you say now that you never actually had, but since people are pointing out that if there was no "binge monster" it just means you were being a colossal bitch to Becky that you used to have, and all this because it was hindering WLS? Amazing! Or not, considering that the BED was imaginary all along. She claims that the therapist said she doesn't have BED in this, only her second session! Such progress! An undiagnosis! Except it doesn't work that way.
Let me sort out my complicated sentence up there - talk about pretentious navel-gazing bullshit, Sitch!
Hamber says now that she doesn't have BED and was "misdiagnosed" and never actually had BED, because WLS said BED is a big no.
Now that people are pointing out that if she didn't have BED, it means she was just using it as a crutch to beat people, she had BED back in 2019, but somehow - magic! - managed to cure that pesky BED that she never really had, according to her.
OK. Moving on.
JFC, more yammering about BED. I know you're trying out rationalizing the entire fiction that is your BED, to see if there's one the WLS place would buy, but goddamn. Oh, this is good. They have to figure out her issues with food. If you've been in therapy for as long as you claim, you should already know this. None of this is new. Just another reason to conclude that this is just as performative as all the other times.
OH, now we're talking about her imaginary PTSD, which, according to her, all her imaginary previous therapists and now this one have suggested it. No, they haven't. And neither would anyone on the second visit. This reminds me of the first session with the podunk shrink where she got dx of angzite, depression, OCPD, and bipolar disorder - didn't happen.
Skipped over the remainder because she's just talking in circles to fill time. Natters about how her angzite meds weren't working so her doctor told her to stop taking it and no, this absolutely did not happen, either, you lying cunt. You don't go cold turkey off meds like that if weaning off is an option. Although this really shouldn't be an issue for her, I guess, since she follows med schedules as well as she does anything else.
Easter gift exchange? What the fuck? I know exactly zero adults who give gifts to one another on Eastern. Did Zombie Jesus die and then come back just so you could do this? I think not!
Bunch of lame shit, including socks that Hammber will never be able to wear because she has balloon feet and can't get to her feet to put on socks anyway. All the socks of course have food on them. Another Laygo set. Fake fish and a tacky plastic tank to put it in. Hat, cologne for MG,W, who is actually in this video, from neck to waist. Your tats are ugly af, MG,W. OK, I'm done with this shit.
PO Box: a "dainty heart" pendant from someone who hasn't learned that tying yourself to Hamber's platform is a great way for people to avoid patronizing your business as it shows a complete lack of sense ad critical thinking skills. In yet another trolling molment, someone sent her House of Leaves, an incredibly tedious, dense read, like Infinite Jest. Hilariously, Hamber claims to have read it, which is an absolute lie, and says she's gong to send it to someone who loves to read. Is that how you're referring to throwing shit in the Goodwill box now?
Q&A time. I refuse to refer to this shit as an interview.
First up: what's your favorite movie? Was Forrest Gump, now A Simple Favor.
Second: Did you go to ComiCon? Love you! Bye! - DUDE! I love your troll-fu!
Third: What happened to the binge monster? - "Yikes on bikes." she says, stealing Alex is Shook's phrase again. Except she is mumbling through a clenched jaw and it doesn't sound like that. She doesn't answer it beyond that. She edited this fucking thing and left that in. Cunt.
Last: What's a quirk or routine you do when you're alone, when MG,W isn't around? - Another troll, in my book, because we know Hamber is rarely alone, if ever. Another hilarious answer, because corky gorl can't even come up with ONE THING and says she will have to ask MG,W. First off, the caller said "when you're alone" so how would MG,W know, and second, WTF couldn't you just name anything, randomly? But no, gotta use that for your nontent in a future video, I guess. Cunt.
Blathers on about something to close it out and I just didn't pay attention.
