I've noticed that as well. I have a friend that I felt sorry for that has a medical diagnosis that I wont mention,as I'm not qualified to judge but Rachaele behaves very much like her.
There was an incident last year where we had to help somebody in medical and police need. Her version and mine are very, very different. I'm very much in the background and don't draw attention into myself and we had dealt with it. Her version was catastrophic, horrendous, made her poorly, etc. When I heard her retelling the story, her version was very different to mine.
I guess police taking witness statements get this all the time, no 2 version of events are the same. I think Rachaele is in the camp of everything being horrendous, vile, catastrophic, etc whereas any ordinary person would think that's not great but would deal with it accordingly.
Her book is bad fiction at best as in most of it and her subsequent stories either didn't happen or are highly exaggerated.
I have a book about people who are addicted to drama, they have to be around the arguments and the stress and chaos because that’s how they function. Where the rest of us crave an easy life, peace and calm, a small few do want the chatastrophe.
I saw her post years ago about the Mothercare shops where she came across a struggling, new mum and really did feel inspired to lift other women. I know I came across her posts being shared again because I saw one about a new fridge freezer, I remember it had been delivered and she’d stabbed the cardboard wrapping instead of opening it properly so there were knife scratches all over the side of the fridge and she was worried that Josh would be angry when he got in after work. And I also remember one about him being this wonderful hero night shift policeman whilst she was at home taking crisis calls... they really were credible. Many of my friends shared them and even those whom are professional (one is a family GP) because they’ve carved this identity of picking the vulnerable up when they’ve fallen through the net.
I can’t see any more posts because she blocked me the other day for liking a question about the PayPal, but when people post screenshots here you can see the neediness coming through.
She couldn’t shave her vagina the other day, her husband put his head down there and turned green. This is his third child. Why does a pregnant woman’s anatomy cause him to turn green? I thought he was a tough policeman? He ran to Lidl, not for some German sausage or for fresh veg... no, no he got a Nasal Trimmer. (This is handy Lidl marketing see) . Not a razor from the bathroom cupboard...
Yesterday, she couldn’t park in the hospital car park and couldn’t cope without Josh because she’s this helpless damsel in distress who needs her man.
Fortunately, a nurse happened to be there to save her. It’s all an act. A dependent victim personality trait.