I want to hear them all. Every single attempt to rationalize and shift the blame for why you've turned into a massive fatass.
You've got a slow metabolism
It's your genes
It's your parent's fault
It's the fast food industry's fault
It's society's fault
You had a rough day and deserve a treat
You've just been too busy to exercise
You're too tired to cook healthy tonight
You'll get to it tomorrow
Plus healthy food is too expensive
You're healthy enough, a little more food couldn't hurt
Exercise makes you too sweaty and tired
Diets don't work anyway
You'd hate to give up your favorite foods
Besides, you're not *that fat*
Anyway, a little extra weight is fashionable these days
Keep them coming. Any excuse that will keep you sedentary and stuffing your face. Whatever it takes to avoid the deep truth: you're a glutton and always will be.
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You're too important to be thin. You're above such petty things. Diets and exercise are for those who are too scared to step out of society's rules. Why bother starving yourself or wasting time and energy exercising? You have bigger things on your mind: complete and absolute indulgence. You should never know the feeling of a hunger pang or an unfulfilled craving ever again. Physical exertion should only be in service of your ever expanding gluttony. Let the disapproval of lesser minds roll off your back without a second thought. You're living the life they could only dream about.
A fast food/healthcare conglomerate that profits from fattening you up and then profits from treating all your health problems. For every new health issue you're diagnosed with they offer big discounts on future fast food purchases.
Fitness is obsolete. In the modern age there's no reason to be physically fit. There are no predators chasing you, nor prey to hunt. The food comes to you now - and plenty of it. So why bother with being able to run or jump? The only level of physical ability you need is to waddle to your front door to collect food deliveries. And if you have a helper to bring the food to you, then your fitness level can be even less. You can afford to be soft and weak now. So bury those muscles under a thick layer of lard and let them wither away.
Deathbed fatty with failing health is offered a last minute reprieve. Either through magic, divine intervention, or advanced technology they'll be given a second chance at life in a new skinny body on the condition that they swear off gluttony. Weeping fat hot tears, they beg for mercy and promise they'll be better this time. They've had their fun, but from now on they'll be good and stick to a healthy normal life. But as soon as this second chance is granted, they smile mischievously. They're not going to be better this time. In fact, they're going to be worse than ever. Now that they've perfected gluttony down to an art form, they're going to gain faster and more unhealthily than last time
Your body wasn’t designed for a world where you can get a week’s worth of calories with the push of a button. It thinks you still live with the danger of famine and predators so it’s going to hold onto every precious calorie it can. Who knows when your next meal could be. If you even try dieting, your body will go into starvation mode, shutting down your metabolism and cranking up your appetite. If by some miracle you do lose some weight, your body will always remember how fat you used to be and will fight to return. So why bother with dieting? You’ll never win in the end. Your primitive body has the last word
Laziness shouldn't be considered a sin. You're just being efficient. It's called working smarter, not harder. Society has made it so easy for you. Why go out when you could get food delivered straight to your door? Why commute when you could work from home? Why get out of bed when your partner will bring food straight to your eager lips? Being active is a waste of your precious time and energy. So go ahead and embrace modern convenience. Order a week's worth of calories with the push of a button. Glut yourself while barely lifting a finger
Um, I'm literal royalty gifted by the Gods with the divine right to rule, but my royal physicians think that a few more fatty feasts will be the death of me? 🙄 Maybe a stay in the palace dungeons will enlighten them