I lost count of how many names Melissa called me over the last two weeks but I could care less what Melissa says to me. Call me every name you can think of (or if you can’t think of any, just keep calling me the same one over and over). It’s my brother’s words that hurt. We grew up in such a house of love with the utmost respect for each other. He never called me names. Never. And suddenly now he calls me these terrible things in front of the whole country. It’s confusing and hurtful and it breaks my heart. But still, I can’t hate him. I’ve never hated him. I don’t know why he has so much hate inside him. My husband isn’t full of hate like that. Maybe Joey and Melissa need to drink Fabellini more often. I don’t know. I can’t wait to hear what the secrets to her hot and happy marriage are when her husband is running around this angry attacking people all the time… He’s either angry or he’s crying… Will there be a chapter on what to do when your husband cries in bed? How can you see your husband hurting like that and not want to fix it?
Of course I did not want to see my brother and my husband fight. Once my brother started calling me names, I went to get Joe to leave. Not so that Joe would do something. Melissa seems to forget she called Joey last year at the fashion show for exactly that reason, so he would come and fight. I didn’t want it then, and I didn’t want it now. I just wanted to leave. I was done.