I can grant, like, charitably that I don't think, like,

Emerita's immune from, like, the more, like, wholesome and tender female emotions.

Like, she, you know, women do need men and we need something from them.

And we're better off when we're getting along with them.

But she adopts, again, this, like like invulnerable and crass feminist attitude.

I know.

To like not acknowledge that she's hurt and disappointed.

And that's okay.

I saw her doing some like medical commentary.

Yeah, well she talks like there was some clip that the cut was peddling where she's talking

about, like, what makes a good personal essay.

And she says, like, exactly that, but, like, you have to really be willing to, like,

take a good, hard look at yourself or whatever and, like, make fun of yourself.

And I was like, you're not, you're not doing that.

Yeah.

I mean, I guess she sort of is because in the end, she acknowledges that much like her victim persona,

her villain persona, was a put on, and it was a product.

I'll pull up the quote.

She admits that she was just a bad.

But the victim persona never really gets eviscerated. The victim persona is still intact because that's what she really, like, is connected to.

Yeah, she feels like that in spite of the fact that, like, yeah, she should be grateful that, like, she literally is like a beautiful young woman with a beautiful son.

She's rich.

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