Many people tried to stop me over the years. (Patreon)

It's impossible. I will never stop eating. Not now, not ever.

A year ago I broke my leg and couldn't walk right for a few weeks. I'm well now but the weight I gained in these months is still there. I learned so much about myself in this time. How much I liked the new weight, how much I enjoyed stuffing myself until every inch of my belly was stretched to the maximum. 

For a couple of months now, I find myself in front of a gallon of  milk every night. At one point I couldn't live without it anymore. I wanted to feel full. Always. Every minute of the day. And so my body grew to make room for all these sweet calories.