I hate it when people criticise my lifestyle. If I was doing something detrimental to my health like eating detergent, then it might be more acceptable to point out the error of my ways, but just because I don't have the exact same diet as whoever decides to criticise me, does not mean that I am sending myself to an early deathbed.
What pisses me off even more about the criticisms proffered by concerned individuals, is that the advice that they offer would eventuate in me having an even poorer diet. I hate when people suggest meals that I should make, on the assumption that my mother and I cannot be bothered cooking because it is just the two of us. Just to get a few things straight; no, we do not live on microwavable ready-made meals; no, we do not consume greasy takeaways on a regular basis; and, amazingly enough, we do actually have six serves of vegetables in a day.
So you can take your stupid porridge, and curried eggs, and cheese and tomato on toast; and shove it. My body would not benefit from adopting the same diet as you; moreover, I do not have any desire to alter my eating patterns. How I treat my body is my own decision, so stay the fuck out of it and don't try to change me.
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