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- Aug 28, 2018
I don't think a therapist would remotely comment on physical health. I mean they would infact be liable then for any weight related <see fucking every thing with Hamber> issues that occur.Essentially, she is saying that her in-person therapist said the exact same thing her online one did: her childhood is responsible for everything, and you've got to get at the root of that before you bother losing weight. Essentially, they are telling her she can't lose weight unless she gets to the root of it.
Maybe she is telling the truth, but I smell a rat. She is astonishingly vague about the details; if I were gonna blab about a therapy session (or trip to a doctor or dentist) I'd probably mention what the doctor is like, what the place looked like, if any other patients were there, what kind of technique did he use...she offers none of that, zilch.
Instead, we get the mother of all excuses: it is futile to address my weight now because the shrink says it is futile. I have to solve my childhood first.
I don't believe any law-abiding therapist would tell her that on a first visit. She may have seen one, and is jambling the therapist's words or maybe she only heard selected parts to suit her resolve to keep eating. Or, she just plain lied about seeing a therapist, just as easily as she lied about the door being crashed in. She's a backseat fatty now. One with a mess o' problems.
I really do wonder if she's basically calling a church esque consuelor. They have zero fucking certifications, and just basically go 'Oh yes, horrible, you are right' and 'Praaise Jeeesus'....Props to em, but that is not in fact, fucking therapy, or helpful.
Also I do agree Becky is the one who needs honest help, not Hamber. Becky is the one who is being cut off from friends and family and eventually will be entirely conditioned like a Pavlovian dog to only respond to braise from Hamber. Like legitimately if Hamber keeps on going long enough.. I can see Becky basically not even acknowledging she's dead when she does croak, still going about like she's alive.
It's happened before, people who are mentally ill have loved ones die and it took people reporting the stench when it got hot enough out for any one to realize there was a dead body. They'd go out and do errands like their loved one asked. Pick up medications, get dinner, etc. One guy was still sleeping in the same bed as his wife's corpse he was so in denial despite it..well being a festering rotting corpse.