Vicki Gunvalson

Vicki focuses on what really matters and thanks the fans for their support.

on Mar 6, 2012

I'm sorry that it has been two weeks since I wrote to all of you. If I even started to let you know what I've been through and what is going on in my life. . .it would take up this entire blog. And most of you aren't here to read about that, you're here to read about my thoughts on what you have seen so far on our episodes. I am going to combine Episode 4 and 5 all into one blog.

To recap Episode 4 -- it was sad for me to see how Slade decided to make fun of Tamra and I. Why would Slade do that? Was it done so he would feel better about himself? There is nothing more to say other than, I would be extremely embarrassed if I was Gretchen. I mean really? What man makes fun of your girlfriend's friend's looks and body image? How embarrassing? Gretchen, thank you for sticking up for us, and I'm sorry you were put in the middle of it. I hold no grudges against you. . .so far. You were put in a really tough place and I think you handled it very well.

When Tamra came over to my house for breakfast and to catch up, it was the first time in a long time that I had a moment with her privately. She had no clue the stress I was going through with my fears about Briana's upcoming surgery and all my life issues, and I actually just needed to know that she was there for me and tell her my concerns about her and Gretchen's newfound BFF friendship. There are times in all of our lives, when we are givers and when we are takers. I was at the point where I couldn't really give much, but really just needed to "take," which is not typical for me. I'm usually one to "give" and am uncomfortable receiving -- however at this time in my life, all I really wanted was her time and for her to understand what I was going through. When I had the opportunity to tell her what I felt about her and Gretchen's newfound "relationship" I meant it. In one aspect I was really happy that they were finally burying the hatchet, and then, in another, my gut was telling me something didn't "sit right" with all of it.