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Lifer
OK, I applaud you for finding each other. They say there is a lid for every pot and you have proved this to be true. Were you both 400lbs when you met? The reason I am writing is not because you have let yourself get to such an appalling state that it is just a matter of time before our health care system buckles under the weight of your cardiologist's bill. It's not because you ordered wings to tide you over while you read the menu. It's not even because you needed a table for four both to handle both your ample girths and the all the food you ordered.
No, I am writing this to tell you that you really need to reevaluate where your life is heading. It's one thing to enjoy a mutually codependent relationship that allows you to indulge in one of life's pleasure at the expense of any of the others being a possibility, but when I walk past with my 18 month old kid in my arms and you look at him like you are evaluating if he would be better with au jus or barbecue sauce, enough is enough. Skip a meal. Walk a half a block. Do something so that you can temper your food obsession just enough that you can participate in society without always thinking to yourself, "GET IN MY BELLY!"
Thanks,
Matt
No, I am writing this to tell you that you really need to reevaluate where your life is heading. It's one thing to enjoy a mutually codependent relationship that allows you to indulge in one of life's pleasure at the expense of any of the others being a possibility, but when I walk past with my 18 month old kid in my arms and you look at him like you are evaluating if he would be better with au jus or barbecue sauce, enough is enough. Skip a meal. Walk a half a block. Do something so that you can temper your food obsession just enough that you can participate in society without always thinking to yourself, "GET IN MY BELLY!"
Thanks,
Matt