A week has quickly flown by, and here we are as the curtain rises on the first part of this intense trilogy.
The reasoning behind the reunion is for all the feelings that have manifested over the past nine months to come to the surface, an emotional pregnancy born out of the complicated relationship between us women. Feelings that have simmered for many weeks as we witness what each have said then start rising to the top and sometimes boil over.
This was not a demanding season for me. I almost had some sort of reprieve after last year, but I identified with the feelings of trepidation in some others as Andy introduces us. As always, a spark of honesty as I state sarcastically, "My favorite day of the year."
This year I felt drastically different than last. I wasn't of the mind to digest any of the nonsense that potentially would be spewed by some. I felt almost a certain vindication as I knew there were some whom had done an excellent job of exposing themselves.
I felt sympathy for Yolanda as I could see a genuine struggle with composure as Andy asked after her welfare. Life has been challenging of late for her, and I could see that clearly.
I almost giggled as I sat opposite Eileen, who I am certain had never been part of something so intriguing. It is a unique experience, for sure, and one that lasts for often more than nine hours.
I have no idea how Kim and Kyle must've felt opposite each other after not seeing or speaking for many months. The two of them, at times, have appeared as close as any siblings I have known, and then this confrontation in such a public forum has to be somewhat overwhelming. Kim, as we have attested to this season, has the potential of being pretty venomous, and I wouldn't relish being on the receiving end of that.
In regard to BG, I am not apologizing for my feelings of being utterly incredulous at almost everything she says, as she has, over a rather long period of time, created an idiotic perception of what she believes to be reality. She doesn't see things clearly. She doesn't understand why it is offensive to go home and f--- my son Max's best school friend from when we lived in France (he and his twin brother Alex were extremely close for years), then state this young boy has a nice c--k on national television. But then to remark that I was jealous he didn't want to f--- me is a classic example of why I can no longer interact with her, a classless attempt to embarrass me but, in fact, has the reverse effect and ultimately embarrasses herself.
She doesn't comprehend the issue I have with the fact that as she cosies up to Kim, she has this urge to demean Kyle in the process, and for Yolanda to continually defend her, I find exasperating. I knew Yolanda had little stamina and wasn't wanting to press her, but the situation certainly begged the question as to why BG is held to a different standard. I feel protective of Bella and was incensed that BG would liken an unfortunate incident to her own drinking situation, and yes there is one. That is why when BG says she didn't have one, if that is what she chooses to believe, well then I have to enlighten her that unfortunately the ramifications of her indulging are US dealing with her verbal aggression or uncalled for physicality.
I have lost my patience, and after being the victim of her lies, I am in no mood to pussy foot around her. Do I have any issues with her personally? No. As she lay her hands on me, it was the straw that broke the camel's back, and I have nothing further to say, but I have seen the venom that spouts from her, and I will defend vociferously if I have to.
It was a demanding day, and I am as intrigued as you to see this come to fruition.
You never have to worry too much. If you are of good character, all will become evident in the end.
So as we wrap this up, no I didn't have an affair with my trainer (I don't have one), I didn't want to sleep with my son's best friend, and I will watch my back.
Until next week...Love, Lisa.