Is it just me or does "Game Night" make "The Dinner Party from Hell" look almost enjoyable? Watching this episode gave me so much anxiety. Having to relive it in front of an audience is almost as painful as it was living it that night. There are a few things I want to address here and then I hope to leave Pam's "Game Night" in my past for good.
1. Do not attack my babies. Life has thrown me more than a few curveballs, and I can handle most of them -- but talking about my children is crossing the line. At that point in the evening I had already felt both alienated and attacked. I was already very defensive and I had officially reached my breaking point. I'm human. There was only so much I could take and, to be frank, only so much I would take. I refuse to be anyone's punching bag. I have had my fair share of heartbreak these past few years and have developed a thick skin, but I was beyond shocked to see such a gross amount of bullying from grown women. It was actually a little sad.
2. Yep, I said the f-word a lot. I'm sorry if that offends you, but I am not going to pretend to be anyone else but myself.