Anonymous wrote:Tired of this new idea of having it all. Perfect coparenting. Perfect new baby coming. I feel sorry for her and her kids because she can't be Instagram perfect forever even though she tries really hard everyday with her faux photo shoots. What's funny is the ex now documents his perfect daddying weekends going down playground slides, eating junk food, etc.
What gets me is, in her gushy faux perfection, the insistence she is laying her life and soul bare, as she constantly exclaims how she’s getting so real and authentic in her posts. Who does that? Constantly insisting she is getting it all out there so we can model ourselves after her in all her real ness? I don’t know what kind of universe she lives in, but her definition of real is still 50 shades of faux.
She has a need to document every time Kyle is with the kids (and with her), to show how they are the best of friends, and how the coparenting is working so perfectly. He’s still a p!ss poor excuse for a father, and she is milking this fake model of parenting perfection for all its worth. Why does she have such a deep-seated need to prove perfection in every corner of her life? Is it what keeps her from going stark raving mad? Real my @$$.