I have an aunt that’s basically Alice. Her nickname is Mimi because she finds it impossible to talk about anyone or anything apart from herself (Oh you have cancer? Sorry to hear that. My car broke down yesterday and it ruined my whole day then they got my coffee order wrong, my life is so hard!!!)I had a look at some of the comments on Selma’s post.
Alice’s comment seems to only be one of the few which has the word “my” in it, instead of just focusing on Selma and her son, like the other comments are. In fact, Alice wrote more words about her experience than she did complimenting Selma on her photo.
Typical Alice, always needing the focus to be on herself, and unable to talk to other people about their experience in any great depth.
Don’t think she’s cottoned on as to why we call her that. She’s as delulu as Alice too. These people are the most exhausting people on earth 🫠