When you think she can't get any worse
As per the first post from the girl who’s had the fantastic weight loss…
The whole “you’re just jealous” argument always makes me laugh.
Jealous of what, exactly?
I have a wonderful husband, three grown-up children who are financially independent, a lovely home in a beautiful area overlooking the Thames that we’ve worked hard for and paid for ourselves, a great social life and the freedom that comes with a comfortable retirement.
So no, I’m genuinely not jealous.
The truth is much simpler than that.
I just don’t like you.
Not because of your weight loss, your appearance or anything you own. I dislike the behaviour. I dislike the arrogance, the constant need for attention, the inability to take even the mildest criticism and the way you seem to believe you’re far more important and influential than you actually are.
Some people can’t accept that not everyone who dislikes them is secretly envious of them.
Sometimes people simply see your personality and decide you are an utterly obnoxious self absorbed
witch.
And that’s exactly where I am.