And with a shot of tequila we put Season 9 behind us.
I must say that while this second season may have been tougher for me, it also brought me closer friendships and lots of life lessons, so in the end it was a win.
I do want to address saying that the best part of Camille’s wedding was the departure. We filmed the after show having seen a lot of the episodes. During that time, I was able to see the real Camille— the one who incessantly went after me in her confessionals every chance she got. I also saw that Camille wasn’t happy with me over the grill on the camping trip, even though she never mentioned it and chose to sleep in my room with me. If not wanting to eat food cooked in burnt plastic means I’m an “entitled millennial,” then pass the tongs and put it on my tombstone.
So, having seen how Camille really felt, I was shady back. She absolutely didn’t have to have any of us at her wedding. We all happily went to support her, and it was stunning. But seeing how Camille truly felt just didn’t sit right with me. So I said what I said. I was trying to make light of a situation where I was clearly less welcome than I was led to believe.
I appreciate all of the love and support from the viewers out there. I also appreciate the hate-filled Twitter accounts that love to come for me. Sticks and stone may break my bones, but tweets will never hurt me.
Until next time…