Okay, I’m gonna be petty now, because I think it’ll be therapeutic. Besides, that fat bitch deserves it, so here goes.

She’s gotta be pushing 400 lbs by this point. It’s funny how her ugliness is compounded by everything she does. This crazy borderline bitch split her tongue for fuck sakes. That doesn’t exactly scream “mentally well”, it definitely screams “I don’t have a solid identity” though. When I was with her I made huge compromises in what I found visually appealing. She’s shaped like a man. She literally has a giant barrel gut and no ass or tits, and it’s grotesque. Literally grotesque. The love bombing was very effective, jesus christ. I had questioned if the apperaance of her body implied I might be gay, because she is not feminine shaped at all. She’s got like a “goth brontosaurus” thing going. I’m so glad she’s out of the picture, because I am not gay. I love boobs and butts. I love my wife’s boobs and butt. I missed physical intimacy with an actual female and not a sad immitation of a female.

The funniest thing about the weight is that she eats like shit and it’s obvious. If you ask her she’ll lie her ass off and tell you she eats healthy, but she’s fucking enormous. It’s obvious Dr. Now would say “OH YAH, YOU ONLY EAT SALAD? HOW MANY, A HUNDRED A DAY?” It just underlines the fact that she lies so fucking much. You can never trust a fucking word this giant bitch says. She’s literally the worst. I can’t imagine the lies she’s told about me, I bet they’re horrendous. When her husband finally leaves her I bet she’ll have even worse to say about him. LOL.

I had to get this off my chest. I’m so disappointed, angry, upset, and overall just sad that my son has to continue to put up with this terrible fat bitch.