I think she is extremely lonely and mentally unwell. Although she drives me to distraction with her rank recipes, bullshit and begging, she also reminds me very much of a, now departed, close relative and that's one of the reasons I don't post on here as often as I would like to, she makes me feel very uncomfortable.
I can well believe that her home is drafty and cold, it doesn't look as though it's had any work done since it was bought by her landlords. Given the era it was built in, no doubt the eaves aren't insulated very well, if at all. However, most normal people would just call up the agents or landlord and ask them about making those improvements, and sleep downstairs in the meantime, I'm sure there are grants available as well. Her stubbornness about staying put is infuriating, children adapt. She really needs to work on herself before getting into another relationship.
I'm in my forties and due to a combination of poor mental health, relationship breakdowns and choosing to live in an expensive city and work in a not very well paid sector, still rent. Our tiny house is less than half the size of hers, has a tiny yard, and houses three people, but do we moan? Do we duck. I'm more than grateful that my landlord is the one responsible for the boiler when it fucks up. I would like a dishwasher, but we survive regardless. Maybe I should crowdfund one. Her entitlement stinks.
The hair loss bollocks was also what really made me question the veracity of her schtick. I have a friend who lost her entire head of rather lovely hair due to alopecia, she wears a wig now, does she moan? NOPE. She gets the duck on with life, and thanks her lucky stars that she lost it due to alopecia and not chemotherapy.
Now duck off.
Also, porridge is far nicer made with only water and a pinch of salt, so she can duck off with her VEGAN porridge. The twit.