I don’t dwell on you, but pouring over some old letters and notes etc.,, I came across a copy of a blogpost you’d written years ago about placing silly rose petals on your bed in anticipation of His call. His was him and him was the man I was currently seeing.than man currently seeing me. It was years ago and I was a Loy more naive. I I was too was just snother prize is his codependent trophy he cabinent., just one of many in his stable of codependent women. . zI pride myself on not disliking people as a norm, but I can’t help but dislike very much, there’s just something about you and we’ve never met, we’ve never spoken to each other,we’ve only seen pictures of each other either through Him or various Internet locales. I’ve heard you speak at some seminar with tens of people in the audience.
Now, for the reasons I don’t like you: you my dear child, I look ay you and see as a sad little wanna be poseur. I have at times, read your blog your Facebook, Twitter account and your Instagram and all I can say is that for all the causes you claim to be so damn concerned with, there’s a vain and hypocritical side to you. Maybe it’s just me , but how can you in all good consciousness, put Selfies on your Instagram page placed next to a tragic photo of a third world woman clutching starving children who are near death. She then includes more pics of herself at various galas and funrsusers but this time in makeup ao overly done, and then included, every bearty product she used that night. I guess she wanted us to see all that goes in to Mother Thersa’s sultry, smokey global activism look.
I realty, you’re just a PR flack, and work out of her home for her little known internationa healthcare entity.. And she only uses head shots because well, how would it look standing next to bone thin famine victim. She’s rather pudgy, you see.
He doesn’t talk about you much but gets livid when you name comes up, but from what I’ve been able to get out him, youtrba Narcissist, a liar, fake, sanctimonious, ambitious, stubborn,,pretentious, , self involved, and while you act selfless to eveyonr, you still thinks yout better, cerstaunky, smarter than everyone.nn.
His words, not mine.
You cclaim to have had a traumatic experience sometime in your teens, but you escaped and never reported it to the police.. That’s convenient. Like most other things in her life, t that you talk talk about it all the time, there’s nothing can be checked or verified. . I’d love to be in on that vetting process should you ever have one.
And you call yet you call yourself a survivor.! but I think the only survivor you happen to be is of your own self delusion.
From what gather, you misplaced confidence amuses me, though I can appreciate that you genuinely want the world to be a better place. But I think for you in particular, you should first strive to be a more real, authentic person first
