Like… I don’t know what’s the point. Eat heathy, and live a long life? Jesus christ, who has the energy for that?
Just eat whatever. Drink Sodas. Die. Who cares. There’s probably gonna be a global recession, or global great depression. Everyone around me is toxic. People in my country is toxic. The government is toxic. Why even live that long? Maybe my next incarnation will be better.
The problem is that humans tend to be adaptable and resilient. Treating yourself like crap probably won’t kill you anytime soon. But a heart attack will make you miserable for the rest of your life.
I don’t mean miserable as in you wish you’d never met her let alone married her. I mean miserable as in you can’t sit up anymore because of the vertigo, and you can’t lay down anymore because it hurts to cough.