“But you don’t understand. I’m on welfare/disability/worker’s comp. I can’t afford to eat healthy food. So, it’s the fast food companies fault for providing cheap, fatty meals. They’re making me fat!”

Horse shit. Seriously. What you’re saying is that the burger joint down the street from you calls you up each day demanding that you buy another 6 greasy, heart-stopper slides with extra large fries and a 3-liter soda from them? No they don’t, but then it’s always somebody else’s fault, isn’t it?

The idea that you’re too poor to eat healthy food is the worst kind of nonsense, and is based on pure laziness and nothing else. It’s your decision not to get up off your ass and do something for yourself, and probably for the first time in your life. That’s not just my opinion either – it’s something I can back up with numbers.

The average American spends $100 per month on fast food, or roughly $12 on each fat-saturated, unhealthy box of crap your order. That same $12 could buy enough ingredients to cook a healthy meal for EIGHT people. Yes, 8 people, and you’re spending the same amount of cash to feed one person with food that’s so unhealthy it’s literally killing you.

So, let’s assume you spend $35 a week on fast food (you probably spend way more than that, but we won’t go there). You can cook yourself a healthy meal (maybe even two) every day of the week for the same amount of money you spend on junk food. The food you cook will taste better, you won’t feel like shit after eating it, and it’ll help you lose weight, even without getting more exercise.

But that would require effort, and let’s not forget nobody every taught you to cook, so it’s just not your fault. It was your mom’s fault, or your teachers. It was your last girlfriend or boyfriend’s fault for breaking up with you and making you feel like a human turd.

No matter how many free recipes for healthy meals you can find online. No matter how many YouTube videos showing you step-by-step how to cook a great meal for $5. Let’s not show you that road because it would shatter the make believe world you’ve created for yourself. The one where you’re the victim, and the whole world is out to get you.

We live in a comfort fit, stretch pant, mobility scooter society with a mentality that expects instant results. Who the fuck wants to exercise for 30 minutes each day for 3 months to see results? Surely there’s some kind of pill, magic potion or exercise machine that will do all the hard work for you?

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