/ck/ - Food & Cooking

>>13700470
big boy reporting in. got fat after i realized all my exes had lied to me about their sex history, and everyone i had trusted had set me up to be lied to. depression is a safer emotion than rage. if i eat a shitton of food, think 2 pints of good ice cream, or an entire box of cereal and half gal milk, or an entire box of chips ahoy and half gal milk, or 3 quarts of juice, i feel a warm and safe feeling of contentment, and then i pass the fuck out. it's not ideal but it feels good.

i used to be hot (wrestling team and cut weight to less than half my current weight, had natty shoulder striations) and the cool kids invited me to their parties. now nobody wants to be around me but coworkers and family generally put up with me.

thing is, i've been on the chans for 5+ years, i've read all the redpills (still looking for more redpills but you know what i mean) so i know that if i get /fit/ then i am making other people suffer. it's like a lion: successful male lions fight and ruin other male lions. maybe not physically, but domination and emasculation of other male lions is necessary for any and every male lion to reproduce. and the fucking normies i interact with wouldn't understand me if i referenced "the last psychiatrist"... looking good isn't about self-esteem. self-esteem is a polite code-word that means defeating enemies. i tried really hard in my life to be good to other people, i studied science instead of finance since i wasn't into enslaving other people...but i find that being fat is the worst.

when i think of all the things i enjoyed...sports, hiking, vacations... the fun part was not the destination or activity. the fun part was being fit and thin.

so fuck it, i'm going to rub everyone else's faces in my warm smelly success, and they're going to thank me and compliment me for it. the law is clear that being a selfish asshole is legal, and in the free market this means that being a selfish asshole is mandatory in fact.