Summary of the last thread:
Saint Fi has finally ARISEN. She kept down enough pasta and protein bars to to cast off the chains of her totally-very-much-enforced wheelchair forevs, not just for the length of a Disney musical. Praise be, Hallelujah.
Sydney/momsfavdisappointment is looking ropey again. A neighbour's dog "attacked" her but presumably gave up upon realising there's less meat on her than a spare rib.
Zara pretends to have gained a "pile of weight".
br0ken_bambi/Kay loses her shit over "salty females" and their "jealousy" over her wavy spaghetti shooped limbs.
In between fuzzy heart to hearts with her fuzzy police bestie, Hxn posts thinly-veiled body checks and claims to no longer have a diagnosis.
Resident LARPer and beige big mac qween Ham is still on the gain train, sucking in her gut and spreading empty platitudes like confetti, along with a heap of sponsored spices that she definitely uses all the time. Use her discount code and you too can be a mighty recovery warrior!!!!!!
Speaking of "gain" … Ganer entered her first(?) competition trussed up like orange chicken. To nobody's surprise, she lost…both weight, and the competition. She's "back onto plan" though (aka socially acceptable restriction) so uh. Better luck next time.
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