this is the story of a horrible person. i worked with her at a fitness studio and she was so filled with hate and spite that it physically pained me to be near her. i learned exactly how miserable of a person she was as i was mourning the loss of my dad. she seized the opportunity to take advantage of my sorrow and grief and used it to try and advance her standing at the fitness studio. honestly, good for her. she was a terrible instructor so get ahead how you can, loser.

my friends and i still laugh about the time she posted a gorgeous scenic photo of her hometown in the pacific northwest and i left a comment saying “you should move back there.”

she immediately blocked me.

i’m still not sorry. i regret nothing.

(maybe someday, after i stop laughing about it, i will share about how she threw herself at my ex ~ after we split ~ and he was not at all interested in her)