Either People is obsessed with making us women look like we are out of control, deranged, psychopaths… or it really and truly is becoming a tragic state of affairs in our country.
Are hormones the culprit? Combined with stress/single-parenting/abusive family history?
Torturing their children. Murdering them. Hiding them in a freezer while you still live in that house with two other children. Stabbing your spouse over salsa??????
These are just a few of the nauseating and insane examples of my constant updates from People (which I am about to unfollow due to lack of mindless celebrity gossip and enough violent and heartbreaking stories to create years of Lifetime movies) and even local news in our quiet little beach town…“used a large meat cleaver to threaten a male acquaintance”. Why does one need to own a meat cleaver in the first place?
All joking aside…what IS going on in this world? T.M.I.?
Social media overload when there is nothing else to talk about? Or are women really and truly going mad?
My healthy side would love to blame gluten and G.M.O.’s.
And my p.m.s.’ing self would love to blame hormonal imbalances.
I fear menopause may make me crazy. I skip over that show Snapped whenever it is on, afraid I may be like one of those crazy mommas some day. When I have the rare opportunity to have complete control of the remote, I go straight for the happy-go-lucky channels…DIY…cooking…home decorating…with the occasional splurge of Real Housewife drama to make me feel like a grownup. But then I wonder how these crazy fame/money-hungry women found rich men insane enough to marry their sorry diva butts to show off on national t.v. And most importantly, why am I putting more money in their lazy/sorry pockets by watching them whine and complain behind each other’s backs , making asses of themselves in public, all due to large doses of wine since breakfast.
I added People to my long lists of “likes” way back when Facebook was just getting started with poking and snowball fights. Up until recently, the articles were what was to be expected. How awesome Kim Kardashian’s rear end looked in black leggings for the millionth time or what celebrity Mom left the hospital in her size 2 skinny jeans after delivering a baby…all due to breastfeeding of course.
These wacky women posts have replaced my idiotic celebrity gossip with horror that keeps me up at night.
Where are these women hiding?
I hope I never tick one of them off at the playground.
It is definitely not just women, regardless of what People magazine says…it is a wacky world.
I will take the good with the bad yet again as I did when I was a kid (always watch the scary movie first, then the comedy).
I will read the bad news first about us wacky women in our wacky world when I pick up a copy of People (no more newsfeed on Facebook for me) at the Doctor’s office, then check in with Celebrity News on who Leonardo DiCaprio is dating this week.