I said this in the other thread, but I loved the bit about how she never had a fair shot at doing YouTube because she's fat.
She knows her channel's in trouble. And she can't admit that when people said -- for years, mind you -- that no one watched her because she was interesting but because she was a delusional pig, we were being honest, if perhaps unkind.
Truth hurts, bitch. You insisted you were building a career in spite of the haydurs, not because of them, and you were certain the gravy train would never run dry because you were entitled to thousands of dollars for parking your ever-expanding ass in front of a camera, rambling incoherently about your coloring books, and eating some pizza. You've never bothered to try to make your channel interesting; you've never even bothered to learn how to edit a video. You leaned in to the path of least resistance, that being making a fool of yourself and overeating, and now the novelty's worn off and you have nothing else to offer.
I might be coming across as a little MOTI here, but that's not really the case. It's just amazing to me that all this has come to such a predictable conclusion, and yet, we're still somehow at fault for her not being even a little bit sensible about things. It's our fault she made bad decisions because she had to make those bad decisions in order to spite us. She couldn't get health insurance, because the "haydurs" wanted her to get health insurance. Don't you see? If only we hadn't forced her to do these things, she could have been the next Trisha Paytas or whatever. But we only wanted to see her eat because she was fat, and now she's really fat and we don't even care about seeing her eat anymore. How can we live with ourselves, she asks us. How could we have ruined her life by not making her dreams delusions a reality for her?
Sad. Funny, but sad. And it couldn't have happened to a nicer gorl.
