‘My 600-Lb. Life' Star Larry Myers Jr. Dead At 48

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*Larry Myers Jr., star of "My 600-Lb. Life" died after suffering a heart attack over a week ago, according to reports.

Myers’ cousin Todd Darrell confirmed his death on Facebook on Sunday. Famously known as ‘Mr. Buttermilk Biscuits,' the TLC star died June 10, three days after celebrating his 49th birthday, People reports.

"It's with great sorrow that we announce the passing of my dear cousin Larry Myers," Darrell posted on June 17.

"Many of you know him as Mr. Buttermilk Biscuits. If you can help us we would greatly appreciate it. Larry has fought the good fight. He has overcome some of the biggest Challenges he has ever had to face. Rest well Junior, you will be missed,” the message continued.



Myers' god-sister Sonya Hines-Hall created a GoFundMe page to raise funds for the funeral service.

"[Myers'] struggle with weight gain/loss never dimmed his drive to show love and kindness to all he met," the campaign page read. "As a family, we want to bring our beloved Larry home one more time so we can lay him to rest with dignity and respect.

"The cost to do so is more than we can handle and we are asking for your help. Thank you in advance for your kindness and your support."

When Myers appeared on "My 600-Lb. Life" for season 10 in 2022, he was bedridden at 940 pounds. Prior to his death, he took up a healthier lifestyle, according to People. On May 25, he posted a Facebook video showing him struggling to climb stairs a year ago.

“Footage over a year ago lol I own. Never been shown before my God. The way I can move now God is a good God,” Myers captioned the post.

According to TMZ, Myers underwent weight-loss surgery prior to becoming a reality TV star but he gained 400 pounds after the procedure.
 
It's sad because we humans typically live in a linear fashion. Point A to point B type people. When people wanna lose weight, they target the one issue (that they think they have) and grind toward it, usually getting tired of the grind, and going back to what's normal for them. This is why diets (typically) don't work. Going to the gym (typically) don't work. Those are daily upkeep maintenance routines. People that are morbidly obese need to develop other habits to distract them from their eating routines.

Example:
I used to have a client who was morbidly obese. I don't think he was 600lbs, but he was in the neighborhood. He reminded me of Brenden Frasier in the movie "Whale". He had no social life. Tons of health issues. All he did was eat, work, and sleep. I never commented on his lifestyle until he told me how fucked up he felt, and said he was afraid he was gonna die alone and be found weeks later. So I asked him "when is the last time you had some pussy that wasn't your hand?". He got defensive, and I knew what to do.

I walked him through setting up a Tinder account (this was years ago by the way). He was afraid because of how he looked. I stepped outta my business image and told him..... "It's bitches out there for EVERYBODY...it's your job to swipe right on every chick you see....even the ugly ones". He then learned that there is a market for EVERYONE in the pussy game. It seemed like every time I visited his office, his mood was increasing. He always had new pussy on the bench and looked like he lost a lot of weight. Dude was HAPPY....

Unfortunately, he died due to complications of overdosing on gas station dick pills and monster energy drinks in preparation for a new chick he met.

He lost weight though....
 
Addiction is hard to beat.
Especially food addiction, because you have to eat. I don't have to drink, I don't have to get high, but I need to have some food. What made me finally believe in food addiction was noticing the similarity between alcoholism and food addiction. Alcoholics want to drink, they'll drink whatever, and it doesn't matter the quality of the beer or liquor. These food addicts aren't ODing on salads and caviar, they're eating two pizzas, or buckets of chicken, or giant hoagies. A lot of intoxicants, and as quick as possible.
 
It's sad because we humans typically live in a linear fashion. Point A to point B type people. When people wanna lose weight, they target the one issue (that they think they have) and grind toward it, usually getting tired of the grind, and going back to what's normal for them. This is why diets (typically) don't work. Going to the gym (typically) don't work. Those are daily upkeep maintenance routines. People that are morbidly obese need to develop other habits to distract them from their eating routines.

Example:
I used to have a client who was morbidly obese. I don't think he was 600lbs, but he was in the neighborhood. He reminded me of Brenden Frasier in the movie "Whale". He had no social life. Tons of health issues. All he did was eat, work, and sleep. I never commented on his lifestyle until he told me how fucked up he felt, and said he was afraid he was gonna die alone and be found weeks later. So I asked him "when is the last time you had some pussy that wasn't your hand?". He got defensive, and I knew what to do.

I walked him through setting up a Tinder account (this was years ago by the way). He was afraid because of how he looked. I stepped outta my business image and told him..... "It's bitches out there for EVERYBODY...it's your job to swipe right on every chick you see....even the ugly ones". He then learned that there is a market for EVERYONE in the pussy game. It seemed like every time I visited his office, his mood was increasing. He always had new pussy on the bench and looked like he lost a lot of weight. Dude was HAPPY....

Unfortunately, he died due to complications of overdosing on gas station dick pills and monster energy drinks in preparation for a new chick he met.

He lost weight though....


man, you KINDA killedded him......indirectly sorta


:lol:
 
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