I’ve been reading these threads ever since Rachaaaggghhhheee put up her crying video...
My eyes have been well and truly and opened and I’ve told anyone who will listen about Tattle and when they have doubted (because of her and her “Army’s” comments) I’ve told them to read here and judge for themselves.
I’ve donated, I’ve bought the book, I’ve felt sad (seemingly with her at the time), I’ve shared and I’ve swiped up.
I know, I must be a Mug
The worst thing of all though? She made me question my own family life, my own relationship. If I was truly happy. I messaged her a few times, some random things about the silly things kids can say/do and some more deeply personal thing where I was seeking advice and support.
I got responses to the trivial things and entirely ignored on the deeper things. (Which in hindsight I’m grateful for)
I feel such guilt for ever questioning my own life based on that of a stranger and the comments she would make.
I’m not sure why you would ever make someone question their own happiness/life.
I work in Children’s Services too so a lot of the issues resonate with me.
Anyway, I sit and read these threads every day and I get angry with you and I laugh with you and I started to feel like I should comment.
And I finally have... sorry for the essay!
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