The fighting. The stress. The gossip. The drama. I reached my boiling point.
Going to Anguilla would have been the trip of a lifetime, but under DOCTOR’S ORDERS I was unable to travel. Traveling 32 weeks pregnant is such a scary risk and for the women to think that I was willing to take that risk FOR THEM is absurd, especially since I don't consider them my friends. Traveling to Anguilla isn't an easy-breezy trip. I'd have to get on the plane to St. Marten, THEN take a boat to Anguilla. It just wasn't going to happen. PERIOD. My health is more important than arguing and bickering with people. These women can’t get along in Atlanta, and you expect me to believe they are going to another country and it’s going to be Hakuna-Matata? You know there are going to be fights on that trip. I made no mistakes by staying home.
When the ladies said I gave them dates that I was able to travel, I had no clue where they got those dates from. It honestly looked like a set up. It was a no-brainer that an 8 month pregnant woman can NOT leave the country. When I said my family and I were going to Lake Oconee for a family trip, Kandi asked why I can go on a trip with my family and not with them. Let me tell you, Lake Oconee is one hour away from my home and in the state of Georgia! And then NeNe saying I stuffed a pillow in my dress…are you serious?! Mocking me about my blood pressure, my wig, etc, I didn't find funny either. I had baby Kash August 15th, which was 5 weeks after that brunch! Phaedra stating, "I don’t have time for my friends?" Well, I don't and these women are NOT my friends. The only person I considered my true friend was Kandi throughout the years.