The hypocrisy and double standards of Bachelor Nation

I grew up watching The Bachelor, Bachelorette and the spin off shows, now Bachelor in Paradise. It’s one of the few reality shows I enjoy watching, besides Survivor, my all time favorite show. I love watching the love story unfold, the personalities coming together to compete for the heart of the man or woman lucky enough to be chosen to find their special person. A large part of my interest is that I like to read people. To read the emotions and feelings they’re projecting and picking my four favorites I believe will make it to the end and then to pick the one I think will ultimately win the heart of the contestant. Am I right? Did my analysis come true?

I’m usually very good at the ‘art of reading people.’ Seeing through their persona to who they really are inside. To be able to see through deception and lies and see the truths behind their eyes. I’m no mind reader, but I can read emotions. Some would call that empathic or an empath, if you believe in all that.  So anyway, I really enjoy watching the show and seeing if I’m right, if I made the right picks and if they get together in the end. Did they get their happily ever after?

The show has recently changed. Did they get new producers? It went from keeping it mostly classy to a lot of trashy with scripted ‘characters’ and producer picks to purposefully spin things up and create drama. The show was fine the way it was. I’m not liking this new direction. I’m not the only one to feel that way. Yes, I understand ratings, but it’s going over the top in spinning things up and it’s feeling more like a soap opera then a reality love story. A little drama can be fun. Better them than me, right? But having to purposefully create a villain with scripted drama in every show is really ruining the original intent of the show. Even the spin off show is different, where prior contestants get together and co-mingle, getting a chance to meet the other contestants to see if they might have a chance at finding love. Now, there are hook ups before they even get together and scripted drama once again, to sway the minds of people and add their own political agenda’s into the mix. Creating cue words to be spoken over and over by the various contestants and leaking into our society through all the fans glued to the show.

I also feel it’s creating dividing lines in our nation of viewers. These scripted dramas put out for all to see with political undertones and ideas that not all viewers are ready to deal with or want. It’s one thing to allow the characters to evolve with everyday life put out for all to see, but it’s a whole other feel with ‘forced narration’ when purposefully spun and set up to create these issues and situations for our nation to debate on social media. One thing I am seeing over and over is the double standards that are alive and well in our society. Bullying is real and still alive and kicking. I also see hypocrisy.

A person’s reputation can be made or broken on this show.  These are real people with real lives and I think sometimes the fans forget about this. The cattiness is real. The pain is real for those who’s reputations are put on the line due to backstabbing and manipulation, lies and ‘drama’. I lost respect for the show, the producers, and several of the cast members after watching this season’s Bachelor in Paradise. Like I said, a little drama is fun, but the downright vicious behavior of some of the leads are absolutely disgusting and disgraceful.

It’s no longer about finding love and relationships but about digging up the most dirt and smearing each other on national TV for all to see and a nation of fans to debate and be divided over. A perfect example is Blake. Blake was one of my favorites as a contestant on The Bachelorette. I rooted for him! He’s sweet and likable, different, but endearing. I know sudden fame can easily get to a persons head. Attention, after possibly lacking it in life, can really be uplifting and exciting and provide opportunities that would otherwise, have never happened. I feel this is what happened to Blake. He’s young, single, living the dream with multiple girls interested and vying for his attention.

Being a simple fan, I can only go off of the information provided, using my inner senses to create the story and understand the situation. He dated one of the ladies from the show. He also chatted with other ladies on social media, hooking up with each other at various get togethers, some producer created and others on his own, just like any of the other contestants.  It’s what they do. Living up their moments in the spotlight and getting together for the parties and obligations as they all do. The relationship with the girl I mentioned, didn’t work out. They parted as friends. Friends with occasional benefits. Again, he’s single, his choice. From what I understand, he had his eyes on one of the future contestants of the, then, upcoming Bachelor in Paradise season. Again, I’m reading that he’s not the only one to start chatting with future contestants to see if they might want to hook up on the show. The other girl he was chatting with, who I call C girl, was very interested in Blake. That seems quite clear to all. She apparently wanted a relationship with him and based on the information provided, he didn’t. He did seem very friendly and chatty with her, as is his right.

There was a get together at ‘stage coach’ where many of the contestants attended a country music festival.  His friend with benefits showed up and they took advantage of their time together. As consenting single adults. Both of their choices. But then C-girl wanted to get together with Blake and apparently he said no. Based on the text messages that came out later, C girl wanted a straight ‘hook up’ no strings attached as implied in the conversation revealed on social media. She said, simply sex. He said, ‘That’s what they all say.” She got an uber to his room after he declined. She chose to show up at his room and she chose to ‘coerce’ him into sex.  Yes, he too had that choice. They both were drinking and drinks lower their inhibitions and shit happens sometimes.  Shit definitely happened this time.  His only mistake, from how I see it, is in not being adement about his no. Let’s put the shoes on another’s feet and flip the situation around. Can you imagine the backlash a man would get if he weaseled his way into a girls room and turned her no into a yes for ‘just sex’? The backlash would be atrocious with many thinking he would be taking advantage of her. But this was a female, rather than a male. Woman’s rights and all….

Again, two single drunkenly consenting adults. It happens. He made a mistake and he told her so. It never should have happened, but it did.  A lot of us have been there. We move on. The issue is that C girl went on national TV and purposely created drama with outright lies and viciousness to smear this guys name. Rather than go on the show to find love and focus on herself, she wasted multiple days spreading rumor and lies, stiring up the drama and making Bachelor nation turn against this guy, ruining his reputation for all to see. Remember, these are real people, and fans can be crazy.  As Hannah B stated on the Bachelorette, a comment I agree with, (but not in reference to Blake), she should have simply, “Stayed in her lane!” Instead she drove all over someone else’s lane, creating drama and spite, ultimately making her look like a desperate drama queen who felt like a woman scorned because most likely, she lied again, when she said, “just sex!”

Knowing how women can be, Blake was very right when he said, “That’s what they all say.” Some women are conniving enough to push themselves into the bed in hopes of keeping a man who has no real interest. A lot of us have been there and can relate but to lie on national TV because her plans didn’t work out for her was wrong on so many levels, it left a bad taste in my mouth and a disdain for the producers who ‘set it up’ for her to smear his name and try and ruin his reputation. I personally, applaud him for releasing the text messages. What else is a man to do? We all know that if he simply denied the accusations, no one would have believed him. I know he didn’t want to smear her name but he really was left with little choice if he wanted to get the backlash off of him and his family. I don’t blame him. I would have done the same. This isn’t small town drama, this is big time.

So the divided nation is up in arms over him sleeping with two different girls two nights in a row.  Remember, one was a friend with benefits, knowing he’s free to do as he pleases as he’s still a single man. The other was told no yet showed up at his door in her drunken state in hopes of pushing him into more than he bargained for. And yet, his eyes were on another, in hopes of winning her heart on Bachelor in Paradise. Oh the webs we weave. I just don’t understand how it’s ok to flat our lie to both Blake and to the nation of viewers but it’s not ok to be a single adult, playing the field, openly, while looking for love. Don’t a lot of them hook up off the show? Pot, meet Kettle.

The saddest thing I think I saw during one of the episodes was C girl throwing herself on Cam, only to get a rose, using him and discarding him the moment another man walked down those stairs. Poor Cam. She should have focused on herself and finding love rather than wasting the first few days bashing Blake. All she was left with to chose from was a Cam, knowing she only wanted a rose when he really wanted so much more. Then she went on to say how excited she was to meet Mike and was chosen for that date, which made me cringe. Poor Mike. The moment Dean walked down those stairs, suddenly, she’s all Dean, goodbye Mike, as she tosses aside another man to get her way with someone else. Apparently, their still together if I read that spoiler right. Funny that it happened to be Christina’s ex, since after all, it was Christina who dated Blake and was friends with benefits. It seems to me she may simply like going after her competitions ex’s. She sure did stir the pot on The Bachelor when sharing the spot like with Hannah.

So now Bachelor nation is divided on Blake with hate still spewing out of the mouths of the fans and I’m just disgusted with the whole thing. Fans are angry he was ‘hooking up’ outside the show, again, something that happens with many of them, and yes, of course, mad about the two girls, two nights apart, a mistake he admitted so let him move on from that. And that leads me to Demi. I have a like/dislike view of Demi. There are moments she’s hilarious and fun to watch and other moments she’s the epitome of mean girls. I don’t like that side of her. Demi is bi. No big deal, her choice. She went on the show to find love like the rest of them, right? Apparently, not so right. She has a girlfriend back home while she ‘figures things out’ and all Bachelor Nation can see is, “Awe, she’s coming out on TV.” The political agenda is strong. I don’t care that she’s coming out on TV, good for her, not the problem. I have a problem with the producers knowing she has a lady back home and allowing her on the show anyway, something that’s not suppose to be allowed, and yet the exception is made to drive home a political point, highly scripted and forced rather than allowing love to just happen.  And yet, no one is seeing a double standard here in regards to the girlfriend back home?

Let’s pretend for a moment that we don’t know who were talking about. Girl meets guy, they are super into each other. She spends a week putting all her eggs into one basket, totally digging the guy and giving him hope. He digs her back. After feelings have been developed, she suddenly confesses to having a ‘boyfriend’ back home that she’s still ‘trying to sort out.’ Bachelor nation would be going wild with the hate about now.

Switch it up. Guy meets girl. He spends all his time with this girl who really digs him. They are invested. He then tells her he has to be honest, that there’s a girl back home he’s been seeing and he’s not sure where his heart is….  Again, Bachelor nation would be up in arms, defending this girl and bashing this guy for even going on the show to begin with. You don’t go on the show to figure out if the person back home is right for you or not. You go there to find love with the contestants on the show!  But no, double standards and all that. Just because it’s a girl she has back home, somehow makes this right? To reiterate, I’m not bashing her for being bi. I’m not bashing her for wanting an open with relationship with multiple people.  If they are consenting, it’s their business, not mine. I have a problem with her going on to begin with. For not being straight up to begin with. For the producers creating a political show, purposely staging the drama to further their views, changing the original intent of the show and breaking their own rules to do so. Anyone else would have been outed. But because of the LGBTQ movement and producers wanting the show to go in a more liberal direction rather than letting it happen on it’s own, they allowed the rules to be broken and this double standard to exist. That’s my issue.

Didn’t Demi out a contestant on the Bachelorette recently for having a girl back home? Pot, meet kettle. Didn’t she vigorously ridicule Blake for having sex with more than one woman in a weekend even though he was open and single? Even more vulgar and classless was the comment she made on social media to another contestant who called out the hypocrisy. She involved his wife. We don’t go there. If you have a problem with someone’s free speech and viewpoint, it’s crossing the line to then viciously comment about the person’s family. I completely lost respect for her at this point. I might enjoy her funny banter with Jordan, but I can no longer look at her as a future lead to the show. She might want to work on that anger issue.

And talk about mean girls, another episode that seriously disgusted me was the airing of ‘mean girls’ when Blake injured his foot. To watch three grown ass adults completely ridicule this man and be ‘happy’ he got hurt, is just so wrong on so many levels. How is this cool? How is ok to see someone really hurting and to laugh and think it’s the funniest thing? I guess empathy is being lost in our new generation. I thought bullying was something we’re trying to speak out about and stop.  But no, due to catty women and notorious gossiping and lies, it somehow makes it right to kick a man when he’s down. Yes, let’s applaud that. Let’s glorify it and make it cool again. SMH. And Tayshia, I really liked you. I did. You lost my respect when you joined ‘mean girls’ for that catty bashing fest. I thought you were better than that. I guess I was wrong.

The point of the show is meeting people and finding love. To watch people’s love stories unfold and relationships form. The direction has changed and it’s more about catty drama and scripted set ups that leave a bad taste in my mouth. Seems the producers rather make people look bad, highlight bad behavior, and push the drama when these really are, real lives and reputations at stake. I know these people chose to be on TV and put their lives out there for all to see and judge. And yes, a lot of mistakes are made and people grow from them. Sometimes the attention can get to someone’s head and they get lost in the notoriety and attention from the show. It can happen to any of us. We’re human. But never is it ok to purposely lie on national TV to smear a mans reputation. Never is it ok to purposely mock and make fun of a man, especially while he’s ok. It’s never ok to throw stones when you yourself live in a glass house. How can hypocrisy and double standards exist on this level and not get called out? Or if you do, you get bashed for it. As our world is changing and people are advocating more for acceptance and equality and being treated with respect, we need to lead by example. It’s easier to sway someone with honey than it is with vinegar. We need to take a good hard look at ourselves and reevaluate how we judge another. Switch it up. If the shoes were flipped and it’s ok in reversed roles, then maybe we shouldn’t be bashing so much. If those shoes are on the other feet and that behavior would be atrocious, why justify it and glorify it? People really need to think before they speak. They really need to evaluate a situation before they openly judge and chose a side. Remember, there’s also two sides to every situation and somewhere in the middle, is the truth. Allow both sides to speak before jumping to conclusion. You might end up with egg on your face when you realize, the ‘truth’ wasn’t quite how it was relayed.

Bachelor needs to get back to it’s roots, the new direction isn’t enjoyable anymore. Yes, I can simply turn the channel, but like anyone else, I’ll share my thoughts before I do.

 

 

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Frustrated Ramblings once again..

I’m tired of dying every day and being uncomfortable in my own skin. Of watching the light fade from my children’s eyes as another mention of “not right now” whispers through their ears and the ensuing frustration and defeat that washes upon their faces… my kids need me now. My hubby needs me now. My mother needs me now. My family needs me now. Tomorrow might not get here and time flies, moments pass, needs go unfulfilled looking for outlets and something to fill the void from avenues best left discarded.

I remember those times. My children are there now and yet I’m here, I see, I know, but I’m not present and I see this being fulfilled while my body falls apart and my mind wants to spiral. To be so dependent on a stinking little pill to wash away the pain and fatigue yet such controversy on something so tiny that gives me life in a way few will understand. No high needed or received, just relief, blessed relief from the torture my body inflicts upon me. Some days, not near enough,  leaving me so despondent, I rather wither away and free my family from the burden I feel I’ve become.

The negative thoughts and heavy weights weighing them down like a chain around their necks in a sinking ship lost at sea. To free them. To free myself. To put an end to the drain on this life and allow healing to begin and forward movement on their own journeys this life will bring. May they never be saddled with these illnesses that grip me so tightly, squeezing the life out of me. But it’s heritable. It’s the gift that never seems to end. One generation to the next. My burden, my cross to bear laid upon the shoulders of my tender children and the guilt that consumes me because of it. My fault.

Over it and done…

I need help. I’ve needed help for a long time but there is no help. I need money. Money would buy help as well as the surgeries I need and the help my kid needs but there is no money. I endlessly play the lottery hoping for the rare chance of one day winning and changing our lives but it just never happens and the reality is, it likely won’t.

I’d like to create a Gofundme but the reality is, I don’t really know how and I certainly don’t know how to get any reach. I don’t have social media for followers. I never cared about numbers. I don’t know how to get traction or anyone to help me figure out how to navigate this system.

How does one change their circumstances when they’re stuck AND disabled? I’m not who I once was. I can’t just run around to different agencies seeking help with things that need it. I can’t even fill out simple paperwork anymore, I am broken. Truly broken and without end in sight, just waiting for it to all end. I am not coping. I can not help others if I cannot help myself. I cannot be a mother if I cannot help myself. I cannot be a wife if I cannot help myself.

There are some surgeries that could potentially help me in some area’s but they call it cosmetic surgery and refuse to allow insurance to pay even though it’s been proven to be a medical issue, especially in those with EDS and studies have shown relief in FIVE issues I suffer from so why in the world would health insurance not cover it? I’m fighting another issue that they consider cosmetic that IS ALSO a medical issue. That one I MIGHT get approval since it’s more acceptable but how long is this fight going to be especially when my doctor fails to renew my referral on time and now I’m out my appointment and there’s no openings until past September??

I’m on a fast train to nowhere and losing care for sticking around. We need too much and there’s nothing available. I’d sell the house and pay off the bills but the problem with that is not knowing where to go in a market that’s over the top with interest rates at more than triple my current rate. Then there’s the house itself. It’s a mess. I have no help to organize and get rid of things so it sits, it piles and I drown. Furthermore, the paperwork that piles up and my mind breaks down and the words blur together then I break and sleep and nothing gets done.

I’m sick. So very sick and need such intensive rehab that caters to EDS with water therapy and a slow progression for rebuilding all my atrophied muscles but that cost money. Again, I don’t have that. What are the options for us? And people wonder why others give up. I give up. I’m so done, so burnt, and so overwhelmed by every little thing and no peace to hide away from all. No way out. I’m broken.

Fragility

It doesn’t take much to knock over the domino’s. One tiny little wrong move and all the tiles are knocked over and all that hard work down the drain. Broken, fragile, despair, hopeless…

I’ve been cursed. Hexed. A little voodoo doll being poked all over, one thing after another over and over while they wait for me to break… completely… done… over… the end. Whisk me away to far away lands… I’m broken and there may be no fixing me. No help, no end in sight, drowning in my daydreams that will likely never take place, an escape, a delusion, an illusion…

I am done. I am just done. How many more times can I be kicked while I’m already down? I’m done already. Just that last breath. I’m done. They won, I don’t care, what is left? There’s not much left, a tiny little breath within that is just waiting for it’s last. The world is too much for me and there is no justice, no fairness, no logic, no village… no money to get me where I need to be, no escape, no rest, no…

The Invisible Dead

Rapid tears cascading down internal cheeks

leaving trails of glistening carnage within

The smile no longer masking upon my face

Dead eyes staring out, life, I can’t win

As I’m crippled with inaction that I can’t surpass

Time speeding by, never a free pass..

The world ends all around me, or so it seems…

When it’s my own life that stopped, some distant dreams.

Do I fade away, away in the night?

Or do I end the suffering, remove my light?

Back and forth my mind does toil

Why can’t I live? All attempts, I soil..

Emotionally numb,

Stuck in a rut

Continuing on

All for what?

THAT Call….

Waiting for the shoe to drop

Waiting for my life to stop

That moment when the call drops

I’ve tried everything, it flops.

Everything I do

It’s always been for you

There is no me, who?

Your heart is mine, too.

Backed up against a wall

Waiting for the fall

Can’t take much at all

Waiting for that call.

Everyone be flexing

I’m over here, stop hexing

People live their lives texting

It’s all about the sexting

I just want to save you

But you have a different view

I’m stuck not knowing what to do

I know you can feel it too.

Backed up against a wall

Waiting for the fall

Can’t take much at all

Waiting for that call.

Waiting for that phone to ring

Leaving me with all your bling

To everyone, it’s not a thing

But to me it’s my biggest sting

You started from a little seed

To all grown up, smoking weed

So much difficulty just to feed

I only wish that I could lead

But in the end, we all bleed…

Backed up against a wall

Waiting for the fall

Can’t take much at all

Waiting for that call.

My heart, my soul, I wish I could fix it all..

DM 3/7/23 (10min)

Life’s Short. Don’t Waste it on Regrets and Hateful Words

I lost a good childhood friend last year. I cried my eyes out. We had just reconnected on FB a few years earlier but I never got the chance to see her in person one more time. I regret not talking to her more. I missed out on opportunities and it sucked. We had so many memories together and moments I don’t have with others. Only a select few remain deeply ingrained in my heart. She was one of them. It sucked.

I lost my cousin a couple days ago. That hurt. I bawled like a baby. I haven’t seen him since I was a kid but we maintained contact on Facebook and I daydreamed often about winning the lottery and stopping by and surprising them with tons of money. They mattered to me. My cousins, the ones that left a lasting impression in my childhood mind. My cousin who survived cancer. My cousin who I remember so vividly seeing him in the hospital while battling leukemia and almost crying, it smelled so bad in there. That’s what stuck with me. The smell, seeing him hooked up to so many tubes and not understanding why he had cancer or what that even meant. I remember like yesterday the images in my mind but he survived. We moved on to play like normal until my great Grammy died and the family divided and moved apart and I never saw them again but the memories stayed strong in my mind, an idol of sorts, a way I wanted to live with my own kids one day, big family gatherings and get togethers with all the kids playing and enjoying themselves. It left a lasting impact on me. I miss those days. I cry that I lost him before I could hug him one more time. I just hope I may one day get to hug my other cousins before life gets in the way once again. Jackie, Eric… I wonder about Flori but she never responds to my messages sometimes and leaves me wondering why so do I shut that door?? I need reassurance. I need to know I matter. I don’t want to waste my time on people who don’t care to look back or look ahead and see that family is a precious thing, life is valuable and fragile. But I’m not going to beg for it, I want it to be natural. My cousin Michael. Does he remember me? Little Stephen? Sigh….

I lost my best friend’s dad today. He and his wife took me in as a teen for a while when I needed a place to stay. Life is precious. He fought a good fight but it was time and he’s at peace now and I don’t cry for him. I sit in the memories I have and the peace knowing he’s finally at peace. The disease a terrible thing to battle and suffer, he will no more, so I don’t cry for him. He’s at peace.

Life is precious, life can be short. It can be taken in a heartbeat and your last words matter… to those left behind. How did you treat your loved ones? What were your last words? They matter more than you realize especially when you really do realize how short life can be…

Whispering gossip…

I was sitting here listening to my husband watching a video discussing how news can alter perception and behaviors. Just last night I was explaining to someone how gossip and rumors can taint a person’s view of another especially if coming from someone they may trust or love. The little birdy whispering in someone’s ear. Over time, they are little seeds planted that grow and can influence and even change the thoughts and perceptions of another. I remember learning about this many years ago in my psychology courses. And as time and experience has shown, it is very true.

It can alter a person’s viewpoint, memories, their feelings and ultimately change the dynamic of that person’s relationship. Maybe this is why the Bible is so hard on gossip and lying lips.

I’m a Loser…

I’m a loser. I sponge off my husband and don’t ‘help financially’ by working a job. I’m lazy. I inconvenience others. I slow people down. It’s just anxiety. I’m not really sick. I’m faking it. I’m taking advantage of the system. I’m a bad parent. I don’t let my MIL use my bathroom in an emergency while going through chemo. It’s all MY fault my hubby couldn’t make his son’s wedding. I’m a liar. There’s nothing wrong with me, only mental health. I’m mental. I need a shrink. Somethings wrong with me. I’ve changed. I don’t take care of my kids. I neglect my children’s medical needs…

We have anger management but not for kids, they must be 18. 18, we don’t take your insurance. Self pay only.

Counseling and services with autism provider, the wait is currently 6 months out. Oh, you have Tricare? We only have 1 part time provider so the list is now well over a year out… after waiting over a month to get on that list.

We have EXACTLY what you need for your kid but it’s $8800 a month for the first three months then $7200 a month after that and the program is between 9 to 12 months long…. after the $2800 registration fee…

Oh, you have an urgent referral? Well, we triage all referrals and that doesn’t change the wait time much…

Where’s the website list with all the services needed listed in one place for easy access? Oh, you don’t have one for this state?

She has a WHAT in her spinal cord? Are you sure it’s benign, her backpain is pretty severe, in tears daily severe… No follow up MRI to see if there are any changes? I know google says (yes, google) that they can grow and lead to problems and neurological issues which she already has some signs of? Bye? That’s it? What’s causing the severe back pain, she’s just a child??

I have normal strength, it’s just with repetition and cold that it’s affected. You’ve run all the tests and there are no more? What about the CMAP and other test that actually test for the exact issue of repetition and cold paralysis? Wouldn’t that test prove what I’m saying I’m experiencing, I mean, that’s what it’s for and I haven’t had that one, not that I want it but it would show exactly what I’ve been talking about.. Oh, you have it but I don’t need it since my CK is low to low normal… My blood doesn’t show inflammation even when fully inflamed, I’m pretty weird when it comes to my blood tests… what? Bye? No test to prove what I’ve been talking about?? But.. I haven’t had that one and it would prove what I’m saying!! (door shuts).

No show. No show. No show… Don’t bother scheduling an appt with my kid till you can get your shit together. You have no idea what that does to an autistic child.

No show… I’m sorry. I know you were actually really looking forward to all his promises in the community and all that he shared… I know, our system sucks. I’m sorry it didn’t work out… again. (Where ARE you? Ghosted, BA in psych, only 2 in our state for BI services when we hired him).

This list could potentially be endless… It would blow your mind how deficient the system and lack of help is. Then add being disabled and needing help with the system on top of that and having no one to help navigate it. They see you for all of a few minutes then off to the next case. No one goes home thinking about you at night, nope, they’re not in your shoes so they don’t live or understand the issues that exists and the barriers to support.

FYI, I used to be the neighborhood mom. Most parents didn’t want all the neighborhood kids in their house so they came to ours. At least I knew where my kids were. I baked cookies, watched the kids, kept house, and had dinner on the table every night. We were once with a family gym membership where I found a joy in running. I was finally feeling in a healthy place after years of being ill off and on. I applied to law school. I paid for the LSAT and purchased all the books to study. I went from happy and functioning to ill, very disabled and in a wheelchair. Because I’m lazy. Just mental. I choose to be this way over the happy times with my family. Over active involvement and caretaking, a task I enjoyed. No, I rather sit stuck to my recliners day in and day out, staring at these 4 walls doing nothing while the dust grows, my muscles atrophy, the clutter piles up, our bellies rumble with hunger and the kids miss out on all the family things we used to do… I’m lazy. I sponge off my husband. Just don’t tell anyone about my 100% VA disability that covers half our income, you know, cause people don’t know about that since it’s not their business but apparently, our finances are since they’re spending time talking about it behind our backs then attacking me publicly on social media about it, like it’s their business in the first place… SMH.

Our world is a messed up place. There is a horrible shortage of help and services for people in need. There are way too many pompous judgmental people who rather point a finger than lift a finger. Too many people that thrive off drama rather than compassion and love and caring for others. Maybe I’m too sensitive for this world. Maybe I’m just exhausted and over it already. Maybe I just want to win the lottery, that will likely never happen, and live in peace and be able to afford hiring the real help we actually need because money can do that, insurance doesn’t. Our system doesn’t. But maybe I’m too lazy too even play…

No wonder the suicide rates are high, drug addiction is a thing, and people die in pain..

Snoop Dogg – Our Devastating Loss WHY??

As a disabled family, getting out of the home is a rare event. We’re isolated, stuck behind these 4 walls and events in the community take a lot of prep and planning and even then, there’s no guarantee of getting out, if it’s me attending, as I never know if it’s a migraine day, or my dysautonomia is so bad I can’t be upright. I typically have my wheelchair for events like concerts since I can’t stand for very long or walk far but my husband wasn’t able to attend so I couldn’t bring it. Winter typically keeps me in bed as the cold affects my ability to function quite a bit. I have kids on the spectrum who also suffer from my health issues. Everything takes careful planning so it’s rare we leave the home to do fun things.

On 12/14, we had a super special event planned for me and my son. For once, it was on a good day. We were both over the moon to attend this event. But an incident happed out in the community, the Ford Idaho Center in Nampa, and an injustice occurred. I am totally confused on what warranted the kind of incident and treatment that took place. An incident that not only traumatized ME but my child as well. We paid over $1600 which is a HUGE deal to us for my son and I to go to the Snoop Dogg concert AND have the after party where he was putting on a private show with food, music, a meet and greet, over $200 in loot and other gear. THAT was a huge deal to us both and we not only got kicked out of the concert but lost out on meeting him, getting our PAID for loot, and the entire experience for something that I don’t even know why.

I’ve been trying to find out WHY we were kicked out and no one has responded to our emails. This was our respite night. It seems like such a small thing to abled people but when you’re disabled and isolated, any event like this is a major deal for us. Had we hurt someone or threated security or was violent, then we’d absolutely deserve the loss of the event. The problem is that we did none of those things and at the time we were asked to leave, we were sitting together and Snoop Dogg had just come out so I don’t understand what we did wrong. My son has taken on all the guilt, the pain, the shame.

He had to witness me have a mental health breakdown outside the venue which I don’t ever do but I was treated so badly, I’m disabled and the cold affects my neuromuscular condition and my phone was in the venue which they wouldn’t let me find and it’s my assistive device with my whole life on there, alarms, appointments, calendar, my phone numbers, I can’t remember those type of things and I have to have that to manage.

The MAV guy refused to let me use the facilities (bathroom) and told me to, “go pull your pants down outside and pee.” Who says that? I explained my disability and they still refused to accommodate. I showed them my alert bracelets. They didn’t care. My son is in such an awful way right now and he has pretty severe depression so this just adds a whole other layer to things and he blames himself as he already thinks he’s a failure and he’s taken it all on himself.

There we were enjoying ourselves then everything gone, just like that, with no explanation, no recourse, no justice, and no return of the money I paid which was a huge amount to make this happen. No items that I paid for for both of us to receive that was saved for the end of the event so we didn’t have to hold it while the show was in process and no way to obtain what we paid for, no way to ever get back that once in a lifetime experience and no way to fix the damage that’s been done to us.

Why? Why did this happen? This was our night of respite. This was our chance to get out of these 4 walls that have isolated us for so long. And that got taken from us. I have written to the venue asking for answers. No one will write me back. How can one man (MAV security) make a call that effects a person’s life without any explanation, any way to defend themselves or anyway to stop an injustice from happening. How can that one man have so much control while we sit by helpless and mocked for my own disability? How can a person who is disabled be treated in a such a manor as I was without empathy, compassion, or regulations in place to keep someone in my condition from experiencing a situation like this that caused us harm?

What recourse do we have? How do we stop this from happening to someone else? How do we make sure that disabled people planning a special night out don’t have this happen to them? How do we get justice or compensation for our loss? I even wrote the venue prior about my disability checking on things and sharing how excited we were to attend. Why am I sharing this? To share what it’s like to live a disabled life. To share how very difficult it is to attend events out in the community. To share how something like this impacts our lives when you experience a devastation like this. To see if anyone has suggestions and a way for justice to prevail. To see how we can fix the system so people like us have the respite we so desperately need without the fear of discrimination or fear of having that taken in a heartbeat without a way of defending ourselves.