It seems like it’s easier to be either a total hater or an unbridled, unexamined fangirl than it is to reside somewhere in between and acknowledge that not all creature comforts are created equal. If you don’t feel a little sick and like you’ve let yourself down after a bender of frying your brain with Netflix and stuffing yourself with DoorDash food, then it’s not a treat, it’s a lifestyle that is off putting to anyone who cares about actual quality of life. I’ve received some really annoying lectures that I shouldn’t say that I’ve been “bad this week” when describing my diet and I shouldn’t call myself lazy when I’m being lazy. Because it makes them feel bad for being that way all the time, and they think they’re being directly criticized. Its like they took “you are what you eat” very literally but rather than eat something other than chicken nuggets we are all supposed to reframe how we feel about chicken nuggets. I feel like carrot salad and sardines stuff from this sub is the same thing but in the opposite direction, by the way.

This feels new, 10 years ago I could make fun of myself for loving twilight movies and 7-11 pizza while also genuinely enjoying those things as fun indulgences.