Every once in a while, the subjects of this blog will check-in and see if I'll still offer the same recipe, suggestion, diy I offered before I blogged the truth.
Of course the instructions to the cost-cutting diy remains the same. Why would my knowing what they did to humiliate me change the procedure to a science experiment?
It hit me just now, that they hoard knowledge like they own it. Like they are able to judge who "deserves" to know how to get through life.
Incredible. Idk, I feel info is given freely. I feel useful nuggets were placed conveniently for me to pick up as I please. It's not paying it forward, it's the nature of knowledge, it belongs to no one. Who knows what unseen developments wait to be discovered. What if I was too lazy to speak and I didn't share something not so important to me, but was the final piece to their puzzle?
Facts are facts, no matter what shitty thing you or i did. Scapegoating is maddening and misleading, it's such a waste of time and energy. I know someone who's been in touch with SM/Minime has been told I don't offer advice. It's cool, I hit it out of the park bc the bar is set so low. It's sad though, to understand bit by bit why the two women most important to me did their own grave. Like, how do you backpedal out of that? I didn't know they were so defensive and felt everything was that scarve. Like, even the US now is pretty ghetto, but it's not that scarce. We do have the WWW. Sigh. I hope they release this anxiety some day. It's not a trauma response, Jen never experienced going without, and Steph has expensed everything to me my whole life.