I need to snatch up the spirit of burnout, and cast it out of my life for good.

I need to lose 110 pounds by the middle of year 2023 or at least the beginning of year 2024. I need to lose the weight slowly as possible so I don't maintain poor burnout phase, and relapse, and gain much more weight later on, and be stuck and die young. I don't want cancer or vision troubles or heart trouble or any other health risks that are related to and triggered by obesity. I have been trying to lose the weight very slowly so I am still close to being over 40 in body mass index which is or could be dangerous for my future, and my health. I need to lose 110 pounds and not too fast, doing it fast will only trigger a fat ass relapse that will kill me. I fast at times a little too much other than intermittent fasting during rem sleep. I need to ignore my mountain dew, coke ah cola, and skittles candy cravings for good. I need to eat much cleaner so as of lately I have been making me my mastered tuna salad, and or celery and peanut butter snacks just to eat cleaner and lose some weight, I have an appointment with Synexus clinical research this upcoming Tuesday, I want to see my weight be under the bmi level of 40 by 10 pounds or more to protect me from being disqualified from the damn flu study, I need to supplement my income, bills keep rolling in and my roommate/the owner of this house who is out of town currently is defaulting on important bills. He has a tax bill on the house that needs to be addressed. If I can get enough money Tuesday or Wednesday I need to take care of the tax bill, and snail mail it for Jim, he claims he's still unemployed when he may have told my other two roommates that he got the job. I feel angry right now, and overwhelmed. I swear I need to snatch up a luxury apartment to be with my ol man or alone so I do not have to try to tolerate poor bitter angry spiteful roommates who dog me behind my god damn back for no fucking reason whatsoever, I am only supportive and kind to them, and expect about ready to demand the same fucking respect that I persistently consistently dish out with confidence, and non stop good girl then they try to fucking shit on me. They mistreat me in many ways, poor attitude, threats if I say some shit that gets under their skin, always dogging me in some type of fucking way I am sick of it. As soon as I can get way better housing in the community something I can tolerate and be happy in, I am on it like white on rice I swear to God. I need that stupid thick wallet and luxury apartment with sweet amenities, like a pool, hot tub, bar in the building, weight room better than the one at planet fitness type shit, I deserve it, I have been through hell, and back, and I am still a nice girl after all the tragic shit I have lived thru, and suffered through. I hate how my roommates are fucking dogs towards me, and all I am is good to them. I keep my mouth shut when I feel like getting shitty, I try to phrase shit to make sure they do not go bat shit defense mode at me. I feel like I can't talk to them to be honest. I need to lose this weight though, get my sonobello abex treatment maintain that shit, and keep it pushing. I have a foul criminal record that is brief but it prevents me from getting a lot of my needs met like the most critical one I struggle with, fucking housing. So what I made a stupid error one fucking time, I changed I don't, and will not re-offend but fuck these haters that want to hold me back, and see me dead from freezing to death or having a heat stroke. I can't function without my own home, but I am the only son of a bitch who gives a fuck I swear.