I’m sick of arguing with an a-hole that I thought could be my friend. Literally every day she keeps telling me and everyone else who talks to her that she knows better than we do. She has zero empathy for anyone. I once told her and a couple of other friends that they’re treating my grandpa (who has Alzheimer’s) badly in his care home. She told me that they probably treat him like sh*t because he’s aggressive. “I know because I’m smarter than you,” she said. My grandpa is very docile. I should know as someone who has been by his side for years. What excuse do they have to treat my grandpa or anyone else like sh*t because of a disease? And what right does that f**king b*t*h have to tell me that my dying grandpa isn’t worth her empathy? I swear, I didn’t know people could be this full of themselves.
Before I start I am going to say that I am a fat ass. I used to be skinny, but now I am 170lbs. I have lost weight, I have changed my lifestyle, and the weight is now coming off slowly. I know what it’s like to be fat and unhappy, but I’ve also never had any delusions about it. I freely admit that I got myself here, and I know that I am the only person that can get this weight off of me. I’m doing it. I figured it out. Watch calories, eat healthy-ish, no sodas, very little refined sugar, and exercise. It’s not really hard; it’s just getting the motivation up to do and be better.
So this girl I went to high school with, her husband is having a lot of trouble right now and they can’t figure it out. He’s having seizures and they can’t figure out why. Then she says, “He had a bunch of mini-strokes.” Well, there’s the answer. I’ve lived with epilepsy for 20 years. I’ve done research, talked to people, and I feel like I am pretty knowledgeable on the subject. He is hugely fat. So is she. They eat things like Cheetos fried chicken. Gross. I’m fat and I wouldn’t touch that. He’s a heart attack waiting to happen, but instead of a heart attack, he has mini-strokes. Weakness in the arteries caused by high blood pressure. Strokes can lead to, you guessed it, seizures. He. Needs. To. Lose. Weight. It’s not rocket science. When you weigh 400lbs things are going to start going wrong. I just don’t get how the doctors don’t see it and how my friends don’t see it.