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 Social media is a shitshow and YET, i can't seem to stop.

I had to close my TikTok and make it private.  WTF is it with crazy girlfriends stalking me?  I didn't want him, what makes you think I want to to talk to YOU about him?  

I have never in my life.  I mean, once i did accidentally, but in fairness, i had no idea she was an ex gf of my bf.  So it doesn't count.  

Why?  Have they no shame?  Do you think i want to be besties?  Are you out of your mind?

My ex's, ex gf reached out a couple of times and i should have blocked her but my curiosity won that battle....and it confirmed that he definitely traded down.  Thats what you get for calling me crazy.  You got REAL crazy.  Now you know the difference.

She's done now i think.  My last message to her probably made clear that she got what she wanted.  Deal with it.

This one on TikTok though........she is everything i would expect the man i briefly dated to be with.  Trashy. Big mouth. Chip on her shoulder.  Doesn't know when to shut the fuck up.

Stop viewing my pages you psycho.  So now, if you aren't my "friend" you see nothing.  People who care will figure it out and the others can go blow. 

I have no content anyways.  But it's wierd to know someone is stalking my page hating on me.  Get a life.  

Or.......watch me live mine happily if thats what gets you going.


Yesterday my boss proved to me once again that he is the best boss in the world.  Had a provider get shitty with me over a policy he didn't think was "fair" because it wasn't convienant to him........had his administrator pass that information on to me.  I responded.  The provider didn't like it so he added my boss.......who promptly backed me up.

There is light in the world.  You have to look for it, and see it when it happens.


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