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Lisa: It's Easy to Plan an Attack in Numbers

Lisa laments the way Yolanda handled the argument with Ken and is pleased to find herself no longer a part of the "Dream Team."

Hello to you all, and now we conclude this season. . .

So as the curtain falls on this final episode, I wish I could call it a comedy of errors -- but it's not. It has been a challenging experience. Week after week, I have viewed the vicious conversations between people I had believed to be friends.

When I remember the innocence of the show four years ago, I would never have anticipated the level of cattiness and the bitchy, pack-like mentality that this experience has deteriorated into. The backstabbing of certain Housewives took it to a whole different level. It felt like I was drowning in a sea of negativity. I tried my best to swim against the tide, but the current pulled me under. I succumbed to a depressed state and vociferously threw myself into work.

So, seeing the other women over the last five months in interviews, all repeatedly stating that this would be my downfall, has been an experience to say the least. What they are accusing me of in retrospect is trivial. It's just the ripple effect and what they are trying to achieve is so vindictive. I see that clearly.

It is easy to plan an attack when you are in numbers, but not so easy to plan a defense when you have no idea what is coming at you. I compensated by focusing on what was important -- my family and my business. I have come to the conclusion, in the aftermath of the hurt and confusion. I was angry -- but then I realized the best revenge was to get over it. Nothing pleases your opponents more than to see you suffer.

There has been kindness from Joyce and Carlton that is for sure, but I wasn't as invested in them as our relationship was just developing. But I have so much respect for Joyce repeatedly standing up for what is right and not being afraid to hold her ground. I recall how she looked me in the eyes and told me how she tried to warn me at the beginning, about the nastiness behind my back from people I naively adored.

Brandi was so eager to be part of our group, to immerse herself in my world and she was well aware that Scheana was in Vanderpump Rules, its first season, and that Scheana had worked for me for five years. Nothing could change that. Sometimes planets collide and that's what happened in this instance. Of course paths would cross.

I can't attack. Of course, there are many things on all of them I could call out -- secrets that have been shared, scenarios I have witnessed. Some would be an easy target, but that's not who I am nor who I want to be. So, there we have it.

In reference to Brandi's comments saying David works for a living -- inferring Ken doesn't is so disrespectful. Regardless of what he has done for her, my husband has diligently worked his whole life, starting with nothing, digging ditches, taking risks with his savings to create a business. He even bought his parents a house before he bought his own. He has loved and cared for us, and I resent that coming from somebody like her. I was a huge supporter as she relayed her story to me -- a divorcee, struggling, desperate to join this group for all the opportunities that would accompany it. I was her biggest advocate. That was my first mistake -- defending her, often to my detriment. That will never be resolved. That train has well and truly left the station.

In all my years as a mother, a wife, an advocate for equal rights, and a business woman, my integrity has been of utmost importance. Although when you put yourself in this arena you are, of course, likely to be criticized. However I know most of you have been extremely supportive, but even if it is one percent who doubt my integrity -- that is one percent too many.

After an arduous two-and-a-half hours at the final party, half-an-hour of trying to reason with Brandi (much you didn't see, including her yelling "I checkmated you bitch."), it was all too much. Yolanda's relentless pursuance of me, telling Ken how "David would never associate with the likes of you." It finally came to a climax and we left.

I then heard how Yolanda was brushing away tears, shaking, saying a man should never put his hands on a woman. I thank god that you can see the innocuous interaction. What actually transpired was the most disappointing of all, as the mean spirited actions tried to incriminate my dear husband. I was there and mystified as to the level that they would stoop to, trying to malign his character. I then understood as I looked at the two of them together, that this dream team -- one orchestrated by Yolanda -- (one that I had not wanted to be part of) had fulfilled their agenda.

When I look at these episode I have asked myself however hurtful it has been, would I rather be me in this scenario? Or one of them? I know the answer because I prefer to sleep at night, and never would I ever join in a bunch of mean girls with a calculated attack.

So there we have it. We can throw accusations out there, bankruptcy, deportation, lying, abuse, and unfortunately because of the cyber world we live in today, some of it sticks. But I know the truth.

I thank you for your incredible support through this tough experience. Trust the fact that without it, I would have floundered. It has been distressing-- that's for sure. I am thankful it is over, and I will live to fight another day. I am deeply involved in the many fruitful aspects of my life, work, family, and charities, and am perfectly happy that this experience is behind me. I always remember my mantra -- love and laughter supersedes all.

Thank you for watching.

Love always
Lisa.

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Lisa R.: I Am Done With Kim Richards

Lisa Rinna discusses her confrontation with Kim and dispenses some advice from her experiences this season.

We did it. We managed to get through Season 5 of The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills without anyone going to prison! It got close at times, but thankfully, we did it. I went into this promising myself I would tell the truth, own my sh--, and always, ALWAYS come from a place of authenticity. Much like everyone else, I am human, and I make mistakes. Sometimes, I act on emotion before really allowing myself time to process, and that can lead me to say or do things that I’m not always proud of. But I make sure to own what I say and do, learn from the mistake, and hopefully grow into a better person because of it.

So, we start off with an emotional glimpse into my family life. It’s time to take down the beloved swingset we have loved and heavily used for nearly 13 years. There were so many wonderful memories attached to that swingset that we will cherish forever and how what a poignant representation of the end of our girls’ childhood as we know it. I wish we could have given it to another family to use and love as much as we did, but unfortunately it was made of wood and had become a hazard by this point. It was just too dangerous to pass along to another family, or else that’s exactly what we would have done. Watching my family during this transitional phase only reiterates just how important each of them is to me. I am fiercely protective of my husband and girls and will not tolerate anyone trying to falsely tarnish the love we all have for one another. The fact that this was even attempted that first night in Amsterdam was both an injustice and violation to my family and me. As a matter of fact, it’s such an injustice, that as we all saw, my inner Dalai Lama moved aside to let my inner gangster take over!

“Don’t let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.” -Dalai Lama

On to Adrienne’s party…I feel like I need to remind you that I was done, done, DONE with Kim Richards at this point. I went to this party with zero intentions of talking TO Kim, ABOUT Kim, and definitely nothing around Kim’s forbidden topic of sobriety. I have been scolded, yelled at, and thrown really f---ing hard into the lion’s den about it, so for my own sanity and peace of mind I. Had. To. Be. Done.

Rather quickly, it became quite evident that Kim was out to hurt Kyle.

Lisa Rinna

Now keep this in mind as I see Kim Richards walking toward me with a certain look of misguided determination in her eyes. When she sits down and asks me to talk about her sobriety, I honestly think I died a little inside. Was this for real? Was I being set up? What kind of warped reality did I find myself in at that moment when Kim was in front of me demanding I talk about "the situation" yet again?! Oh yeah, no way was I going to become a pawn in her weird little mind game. Rather quickly, it became quite evident that Kim was out to hurt Kyle. Kim was making it very clear that she chose not to believe what Kyle had told her, and she was trying to drag me in to help take down her sister. Let’s be real here for just a moment: We all know Kim doesn’t like, trust, or want to be around me at all, so why does she need my confirmation or validation of the conversation? Kim was going to hear exactly what she wanted to hear, regardless of anything I said, because that’s exactly what she does with everything anyway.

Nope. Not gonna play into Kim’s games for a second. I needed to stay honest to myself by not discussing Kim’s sobriety, and unfortunately that resulted in agitating and pissing everyone else off. Listen, I completely understood that both Kyle and Eileen had their opinions and strong need for me to justify Kim’s questions, but the “she said this and she said that” back and forth was just too much. Like I mentioned in last week’s blog, I did what Brandi asked by going to Kyle with this information, and it was now up to the Richards sisters to figure out.

Until I felt an overwhelming feeling that I wasn’t taking Kyle and Eileen’s side. I wanted to support them, so I confirmed the conversation only because Kyle needed me to. Not because Kim wanted me to. Big difference. So, I put aside my own opinion and point of view to support Kyle, since she felt so strongly about it. Walking over to Kim, only to have her shush me and snap at me and speak to me as if I were a child, was only allowing for more red flags to fly. As you saw, I took it in stride and temporarily buried it, but I really don’t do well with people talking to me in such a disrespectful way.

The two different times I spoke to Kim about it that evening, once with Brandi and once without, I felt the need to remind everyone around me that the conversations we’ve all had about Kim were always from a good place, a place of concern and worry, much like what Brandi and Kim apparently only reserve for their own friendship. I never had any intentions of making Brandi look bad during our lunch conversation, because I really felt she was speaking from the heart about her friend, Kim. It’s just a shame that she didn’t feel the same about my role in the conversation, and, yet again, she denies what was actually said. But I guess you live and you learn, and you slowly start to identify a person’s true colors, which is all just a part of this process.

It’s important to mention that I was also concerned for Brandi and her father. I had reached out to her about her father at that time, because I know how hard it is to have a parent with ailing health, and I was sympathetic to the obvious pain she was in. Though much like I remind my daughters as they navigate their young social lives, it’s important to treat others as you would like to be treated. Speak to others as you would like to be spoken to, and never allow your pain and unhappiness to be an avenue to lash out and hurt others.

I am still left bewildered and baffled with absolutely no closure from that party. I was just kind of left sitting there at the party dumbfounded by the turn of events and also by the way I was treated by Kim Richards. It’s so not OK to speak to people the way she does. That said, I do think Monty is a very sweet man, and I absolutely wish him the best.

So, off we go into a three-part reunion beginning next week. You’ve seen the previews by now, and it’s every bit as crazy as you’re thinking it will be. Lots of tears and screaming and F-bombs, and that’s just from Andy! Just kidding. But seriously, it was a nightmare of epic proportions, like a roller coaster you were trapped on for 10 hours. I’ve never experienced anything like it...

Thank you for reading my blog this season and really making me feel welcomed to the show. I had no idea that I would be embraced by such a great community of fans, so for that, I am forever grateful! Keep tweeting me so I don’t miss you all too much!

“Say how you feel, find your passion, love with every ounce of your bones, stand up for things that matter, don’t settle, don’t apologize for who you are... Be f---ing brave”

Until next time…

XO,

LR

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