Amberlynn Calorie Breakdown

However!

I am so surprised at the lack of sympathy some reaction channels have for the Rarity situation!

Yes, she is a moron for never getting Rarity chipped, and her weight is physically keeping her from going out to look for her, and she hasn't thought to give Twinkie a collar despite the situation, and we haven't seen Wasabi for proof of life. And sure, we all recall her flippant attitude when Gracie got out.

But if I lost my cat, i would be absolutely inconsolable. (My little lady IS chipped, so hopefully, she would be returned swiftly and safely, but still.)

Not since ALR's cancer diagnosis have I had such sympathy for her.

Apologies for your illiteracy as well as your inability to cover your own ass by clicking anonymous.

I just discovered Pulpy Syntax on YouTube and this man may be my favorite reaction channel of all time, at the very least for the quotes.

I feel like watching him puts an all new spin on my own weight loss, and how to talk about it to others. I would love to be as articulate as he is about how weight loss works, and as a bonus he cuts through bullshit so concisely it is almost surgical.

Some quotes so far that I've loved:

"Weight loss isn't hard, it's boring. Weight loss is a long straight road, and you will sometimes get bored and want to lay down and stop."

So freaking true, it is so easy to be inspired for a moment but the real work is in the day to day grind of shaving off tenths of pounds over months of struggling.

Foodie beauty: *in a live chat addressing haters* "like. Why are you even here?"

Pulpy Syntax: "I am here to learn."

Holy Shit!!

I had intended for this post to be earlier. I wanted to come on and say I've finally reached my goal.

Now I realize that the last five pounds are the hardest ones to lose. I have like two pounds left, and then I can forever maintain. It's sooooooo close and soooooo frustrating.

I got unfairly fired from the job that paid me less but was more enjoyable. 

It really really stings. They didn’t explain anything to me and interpreted my confusion and unavailability for their last minute opening as a refusal to work, telling me that I shouldn’t worry because they’d offer to hire me back Someday(tm). 

Can’t lie, the day after I heard, one of my friends brought me homemade bread and I ate half the loaf with blue cheese and beer. I don’t regret it, but I do recognize it as a moment of emotional eating. I’ve been drinking too much lately, but mostly in social situations. (When you’re at a wedding and they pull up the trailer of beer with a tap in the side and say have at it, I am. Truly the weakest in resolve I have ever been.)

I wanted to be a part of an organization that did good, but it seems that no matter how lofty a surface goal, all my employers care about is paying their workers the least and getting away with shady practices.

However. This will not deter me from my goals. I have better things to spend my time on. I’m going to use this as another stepping stone so I can be even better prepared for pitfalls down the road.