After being in Thailand for over a year, Roger Huerta is back in the U.S. this week – Kansas City, to be exact – cornering for MMA fighter Fiona Muxlow in her fight against Cris Cyborg on Friday March 5, 2013.

I’ve never heard of Muxlow until this week. A 35-year-old featherweight from Australia, she has a pretty bad ass accent. I’m curious how she hooked up with Roger, but not curious enough to investigate an actual answer at this point.

Said Muxlow in a recent Tiger Muay Thai video:

“I’ve decided to call him Roger ‘Hurta’ because he makes me hurt really bad when we have our training sessions, whether it’s the fitness or whether it’s the class that I know that’s good for me. It’s gonna push to me to that level where she [Cyborg']s not gonna be able to answer what I give to her.”

¿Roger ‘Hurta’? Sounds like something straight outta Fifty Shades of Grey. Have to say though…#notsureifjealous

Here’s the full video:

One wonders…could this be another one of Roger’s failed “Make a Wish” projects?

Fiona seems like a nice girl, and Cyborg is kind of annoying with her whole steroid thing. It’d be nice to see the nice girl win and the bad steroid girl get her ass kicked. Who knows? Maybe in an alternate universe somewhere Fiona actually does defeat Cyborg, Huerta’s reputation for picking winning projects turns around, and everyone can go home happy.

Until then, I don’t think I can stomach watching this fight. (Could someone DM me if the headlines read anything other than ‘Cyborg Brutally KO’s Muxlow in First Round’? Thanks in advance.)

UFC 158 has come and gone.

The question, “Where you at, Georges?” has now been answered.

The hype leading up to main event was intense. And by “main event,” I mean GSP vs. Nick Diaz.

Image courtesy of @UFCFIGHTERART

The final drama of these two martial artists was served on a silver platter in the form of a Pay Per View, a shitty “free stream,” or perhaps a ticket to the live event in Montreal. No matter how you watched the fight, your entertainment for the night was ultimately served.

Was it as delectable as it could have been? Could the steak have been juicier? Was the wine a little flat?

Regardless of how you feel about GSP vs Diaz, one truth remains: there’s a lot to be admired about both of these individuals. Each of them has something to teach the world.

I adore these two fellows in the same way I adore large, beautiful dogs: from a distance. (I’m a small dog kind of person.) I don’t know Nick Diaz or GSP personally. I’ve never met either of them – yet – but as is characteristic of me, I’ve studied their stories in-depth, and I’ve met people who’ve met them.

I’m always moved by the power of a good story. As some of you know, the martial arts caught my soul HARD back in August 2010 (see: my response to Roger Huerta’s infamous street fight.) I was not only a naive MMA newb, but also a female-in-search-of-an-alpha-male with a kind soul. After chasing down poor Roger, whom I believed to be a modern day knight in shining armor (and who turned out to be…well…human), I now know better than to take the “story” too seriously.

I’m smarter and wiser now. I take fight promotions with a grain of salt. I’ve learned that Dana White’s bottom line interest is in selling tickets, and you can’t sell tickets without creating stories.

A great story certainly emerged between GSP and Diaz. (Did anyone else see the underlying historical themes of “potential fall of the white man” and “rise of the uncivilized, uneducated wild savage”? Looks like this time around, the civilized prevailed.) But I digress.

Knowing that GSP vs Diaz could have been as emotionally “intense” for me as Roger Huerta vs War Machine was, I decided to approach UFC 158 tactically. First of all, I DIDN’T hop on a plane and fly to Montreal (as was my original plan). Rather, on Saturday March 16th, 2013, I cleaned my house. I scrubbed marble countertops and cleaned mirrors. I washed dishes and did laundry. I spent the day thinking about what draws me to mixed martial arts. I thought about the kind of person I want to be someday. I let my mind wander as I got the ‘crib’ sparkling (well, not really – but I got certain parts of certain rooms sparkling).

I then proceeded to pamper myself with a 1-hour full-body massage scheduled to begin at 7:00 p.m MST. As I lay there, naked, getting my kinks worked out, I toyed with the idea of NOT watching Diaz vs GSP. I thought, “Hmm, maybe I could skip the fight and still be OK with my life…” That insane thought quickly passed and was furiously abandoned the second I got home just in time to catch Condit vs Hendricks.

To be honest, watching fights does something weird to my psyche. I have this unique ability to put myself right there inside the cage, with those fighters. I become them. They become me. I know exactly what they’re feeling…maybe not physically, but emotionally. I’ve always had a gift, or perhaps curse, of empathy. I take things personally. I take things literally. I put myself inside the mind of another human being and let my imagination take it from there. Watching a fight becomes a visceral experience that lives inside my heart.

I imagine fighting in the cage is similar to what it must feel like going to war. It’s a taxing, emotional, deeply personal experience. I go crazy.

That’s why I don’t watch too many fights.

I don’t care much about points – and I still don’t know the names of all the maneuvers (rear naked what?). But I see the big picture. I know the stories and backgrounds of GSP and Nick Diaz – bits and pieces of insight I’ve collected on them over the years, certain phrases they’ve said in the media that stuck with me, certain “ways of being” that define who they are, or aren’t.

George St. Pierre’s dark place

It’s an ongoing accumulation of understanding – but really, it’s an interpretation. The more these guys share about themselves, the more I realize I don’t know them at all. You can’t really know a person until you’ve met them in the flesh, spent meaningful time with them, and gained the ability to see past their bullshit. (These are lessons I learned, courtesy of Roger Huerta.)

So what can we learn from Diaz and GSP – or at least what they’ve shared in the media?

Diaz speaks his mind, doesn’t put a filter on his mouth, is angry, likes to blame the world for his problems. He may genuinely be a good person deep down inside, despite his rough exterior. But he seems addicted to chaos and playing the victim role. He reminds me of War Machine. But is his approach getting him the success he wants? Does he even WANT success?

Georges St. Pierre, on the other hand, is polite, indeed filters what comes out of his mouth, keeps it classy (whatever “classy” means. Opposite of “real”?). Year after year, he has successfully and tactically defended his belt, proving to the world he’s not only the welterweight champion, but also a champion over himself. Even if we don’t all approve of how GSP defends his belt (boringly? predictably? intelligently?), he certainly has a lot to teach us about character. And perhaps underneath that seemingly admirable exterior, GSP harbors some juicy secrets, as we all do. In that regard, he reminds me of Roger Huerta.

I watch these fighters closely and have to remind myself they’re just models for a certain way of being.

I sometimes ask myself: Am I a champion in the making? Will I be a superstar celebrity in my own realm someday, as a writer (not a fighter)? My weapon of choice is words, not fists. But must I use words as weapons? Can I use them as instruments of peace?

Diaz’ reaction to hearing Georges give him credit for doing a good job of promoting the fight

To end this post, I shall quote an interesting question sent to me by @MiddleEasy: If you had to write a book on GSP or Diaz, who would you pick?

My answer: I would only be interested in writing authorized biographies on these guys. I would only take on such a project if I could gain the subject’s complete confidence and trust, and create a space for him to express himself fully – with no judgment on my part, and no holding back on his part – so I could get as close to the truth as possible and be able to honor each man’s individual story. (So basically, the opposite of what I did with Huerta.) For this reason, I wouldn’t pick either of them. I would let them pick me, if they were so inclined. I’ve found that in life, I’m more successful being a “receptive force” – where people come to me willingly, instead of me coming to them and initiating my own agenda with blunt, stalker-like force. Obviously, talk of a book on Diaz or GSP is premature. You guys are all still waiting to read Stalking the Alpha Male aka Roger Huerta Crush. I intend to honor my promise – that book SHALL be published soon!…when the time is right.

You may have read my post from November 17th, in which I predicted The End is Near for GSP.

I was a little off, huh?

Luckily, I never gamble for actual money, and I seem to have a history of always rooting for the loser. Nonetheless, I wanted to test my ability to predict an outcome, so I used the fight as an opportunity to do just that.

For this particular fight between Georges St Pierre and Carlos Condit, I consulted the I-Ching, an ancient Chinese divination system, to help me foresee who would win. The I-Ching is notorious for giving a person accurate information about their present circumstances, as long as that person takes the question and answer process seriously. It has an uncanny way of providing exactly the right guidance needed, as long as the one consulting it treats it with reverence. Furthermore, the I-Ching is intended to be used for gaining clarity and insight into the present moment – not for predicting the future. Anyone who tries to use it for predicting the future is given gibberish or misleading answers.

Since the answer always depends on the question asked, a key part of the I-Ching reading process involves spending time contemplating the right question to ask. The night before the fight, I pondered the question. I sincerely didn’t want to “test” the I-Ching, so I asked:

Who is more prepared for tomorrow’s fight, Carlos Condit or Georges St. Pierre?

The answer I received was Cast Hexagram 59, Huan / Dissolution and one changing line (Hexagram 59 / line 6). This hexagram detailed the perilous danger that the “king” faces. It used language and imagery pertaining to a king facing severe danger, being defeated, and having to escape. It used the words “blood” and “wound” and made reference to the king’s dire need to escape from harm’s way. It mentioned the “Abysmal” repeating itself (which I interpreted to mean GSP would injure his knee again).

I knew the reading had to be referencing George St Pierre – longstanding welterweight champion of the UFC, arguably the greatest welterweight fighter in the world, and a man who could easily be called “king of the UFC.”

Indeed, GSP faced a perilous danger in the form of Carlos Condit, AKA The Natural Born Killer.

GSP (left) and Carlos Condit (right) before getting all bloody

The I-Ching, in my opinion, was accurate (I simply misinterpreted it). It accurately reflected what GSP would experience:

- Perilous danger

- A great threat to his rein as king

- Lots of bloodshed

One of many instances where GSP wrestled Condit

This was a downright ugly fight. I’d call it a brawl, although most of it was on the ground. The tension was so thick, you could cut it with a knife.

And of course, there was a moment in the 3rd round when Condit ALMOST dethroned the king. With a stunning kick to the head, Condit threw GSP completely off guard.

Perhaps if GSP had let his ego take over at that moment, he might have lost. (Who actually knows what was going on in his mind during that moment?) But he quickly got back up and defended himself.

The I-Ching reading actually contained a glimmer of hope (as all I-Ching readings seem to), stating that if the king remained sincere in the face of difficulties, and if he could get over any egotism and selfishness while maintaining his integrity, he might actually succeed.

For some reason, I glossed over this possibility in my interpretation. I mistakenly assumed GSP would NOT be able to transcend his egotism. I assumed all the talk of bloodshed and being wounded meant he would lose.

I was wrong. GSP conquered whatever internal demons he needed to, and survived Condit’s head kick. He survived Condit’s punches to the face. He dished out a few of his own. As a result, GSP won the fight via unanimous decision and kept his title.

And though Condit lost, he proved himself to be a true warrior as well.

Condit looking like a blood-covered champion

Condit gets props for demolishing his opponent’s face and head like I’ve never seen. (Have YOU ever seen GSP’s handsome face so wrecked?)

GSP soothing his face with a bag of ice, and looking strangely alien-like at the post-fight press conference

What have I learned from attempting to predict the outcome of this fight?

Predictions are silly. All that counts is the present moment. In a fight, it doesn’t matter if you “almost” win. You either win, or you lose. That’s what makes fighting so exciting. There is no middle ground.

In a fight (and in life), anything can happen. The scales can be tipped in the other man’s favor. Nothing is for certain. Things can change quickly. The most noble men have great respect for their adversaries. The best you can do is prepare yourself for all possible contingencies. And when life kicks you in the head, get back up.

 GSP and Condit hugging it out post-fight

Photos courtesy of http://www.mmafighting.com/2012/11/17/3659640/ufc-154-photos

Posted on Fri November 16, 2012, 11:41 pm MST

My prediction for tomorrow’s UFC fight between Georges St. Pierre and Carlos Condit:

- GSP is headed into the abyss. His rein as UFC king is over.

- This will be a very bad fight for GSP and his fans. Reinjury of his knee or other horrific damage.

- Lots of bloodshed.

- Condit will win violently via KO or submission, thereby de-throning the king and taking his title by brute force.

- As long as GSP remains a good sport (not a sore loser), he will still be looked upon as a success.

- GSP will retire from the sport and turn to teaching.

Disclaimer: I respect and admire both fighters and wish them each the greatest success on their individual journeys.

This weekend I:

• Got into a verbal confrontation with a homeless bum.
• Carried a cardboard sign around downtown Denver that said, “What’s bothering you? I will listen 5 minutes $50,” got lots of smiles, some criticism, some laughs in response – but no one took me up on my offer.
• Asked cops if what I was doing was illegal.
• Sold a few hugs for $5 apiece.
• Got some date requests.
• Asked a complete stranger to give me $3500 for no reason
• Ate amazing hor d’oeuvres, including a pesto sauce that came straight from heaven.
• Had a psychic moment of intuition, which I acted on, that saved me from getting a parking ticket.
• Stood in front of an audience at Hotel Monaco and captivated them with my story.
• Saw 8 people cry as they revealed what hurt.
• Made some decisions that felt like death.
• Found absolute clarity in who I am.

It was all part of a mind-blowing event AKA business retreat AKA “Inner Alignment Intensive” with Darla LeDoux, who gave me new experiences that shattered all my old, limiting beliefs about money in a single weekend. I am not the same person who walked into the retreat Friday morning.

What did I learn? That being my real self is where my value comes from. It doesn’t come from doing, but from being. Money isn’t a cause of my circumstances – rather, it’s an effect of how I’m being.

I learned that when I’m intentionally vulnerable, when I share my story authentically – I become powerful enough to captivate every single person in the audience so they’re zeroed in on one thing, and one thing only – me telling my story. And that’s a good thing, since I know my story has the power to heal people from their childhood wounds.

I sat there in front of my audience full of entrepreneurs, and got real-time feedback from them, confirming that my forthcoming book has bestseller qualities – but only if I tell MY authentic story.

And that’s a lil’ scary.

Overall, I can’t tell you how transformational it is to intentionally experience uncomfortable situations that force you to face your own Shadow – AND your real self – so that you can fully own these parts of you.

What a fun weekend.

Tomorrow I’m headed on a weekend business retreat that should be super interesting. The theme is “getting all parts of yourself aligned so you’re working WITH yourself instead of AGAINST yourself.”

This is perfect for me. It comes at the right time in my life, as I’m SO close to reaching some huge goals I’ve had for awhile (but always kept sabotaging myself right before reaching them).

This is my first biz event I’ll be attending in almost 2 years! The coach leading it is AMAZING – she called me out on my “environment” – said the #1 thing I need to do right now is get out of my toxic environment, get away from toxic people who don’t support me, and start thinking about how my ENVIRONMENT affects my ability to be successful in all areas of my life.

This is mind-blowing to me… because as some of you know, I still live with my parents (after getting evicted last year!), I’ve spent way too much time following toxic forums and toxic people online, and haven’t really created an effective ‘support network’ for myself. I know instinctively I need to cut all that shit out of my life if I want to move onto the next phase.

It’s scary, but it must be done! It’s so easy to get comfortable and familiar with things, always being around certain people, certain places, etc… you never figure THAT’S what’s holding you back in life: your environment!

I’ve been reading a lot about love. Specifically, I’ve been learning about how to attract a soulmate, how to intentionally create love in one’s life, and how to use the Law of Attraction to bring you that which you desire. (Never thought I’d be interested in this stuff, but what do you know? After my random Roger Huerta debacle, I can’t get enough of it.)

As I was cleaning out my inbox, I noticed an email from Michael Ellsberg, sent to me a few months ago, which I had deleted, unread. The subject line was “A Massive Creative Download.” It made me curious enough to open it and start reading, even though the email was a few months old.

The message was a compilation of various Facebook posts Michael had send out, on various topics that were important to him. I rather liked his spontaneous sharing of these posts and thought he had a style similar to my own.

One of Michael’s posts, I’ve copied and pasted below. It’s one of the coolest things I’ve read on the topic of masculinity vs. femininity – which is an important theme in my forthcoming book, Stalking the Alpha Male (or Roger Huerta Crush).

Hopefully Mr. Ellsberg doesn’t mind me posting his words to my blog – they’re so spot-on, I had to share. I agree with his post 100% and am curious what my readers think. (Leave a comment below.)

Post by Michael Ellsberg:
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In certain parts of the world (roughly, the developed world, middle-class and above, mostly in the hetero world, etc):

I believe it’s time for a massive evolution in man-woman dynamics.

The time is ripe.

I see very few men and women truly happy in romantic relationship or marriage together.

Instead, I see a great deal of suffering, dysfunction, temporary relationships (and temporary marriages!), abuse, and just general confusion and calling out for help.

And, short of that, a great deal of lifeless, sexless, enthusiasm-less relationships.

In my own community and social circle, in the last 2 years alone I have seen five marriages break up within 1-2 years of the wedding–in several cases, months after the wedding. Another one is seriously on the rocks and on the verge, less than a year out.

(For those friends and acquaintances in divorce I just mentioned: I mean absolutely zero judgment – “There but for the grace of Goddess go I” – and I have absolutely no idea if the reason for these divorces has anything to do with what I write about here. And yet, I do think it is striking, and indicative of something wider in our culture, that so many marriages among 30-somethings around me seem to be ending so quickly.)

Here’s the basic evolution I think needs to happen to heal the current state of relationships/marriage in America and beyond:

It’s time that we stop disrespecting the concepts of masculine and feminine (by pretending that they don’t exist, or that they’re un-PC, or oppressive, or that there’s not difference between them, or that they are purely patriarchal constructs, etc, etc.)

Instead, it’s time to start bowing down to them.

I know there’s a lot of material out there about OWNING your own masculine or feminine. (David Deida is a master teacher of that.)

That is necessary in its own right…

The particular piece I feel called to contribute to is… What happens after you OWN your own masculine or feminine?

The next step, I believe, is to bow down to the masculine or feminine in your opposite gender, particularly in your romantic partner, husband or wife.

I have gone very, very far down that path in my own marriage. I am a wife worshipper to the last cell of my body.

And now, I feel it is time for me to help others get where I am on that path- and then we all walk forward together.

It’s time to start learning how to look for the GIFTS that our partner’s masculinity or femininity brings us– not the burdens.

I see so many men unable to bow down to the feminine in their woman.

I see so many women unable to bow down to the masculine in their man.

I want to be a force to help heal this lack of reverence, in both men and women.

If you want to walk this path with me, let me know.

And also, please always let me know any feedback you see on how I can refine/increase/amplify my leadership and message on this topic even more- as it is a very new topic for me to start leading on publicly. I am very open to your input as I walk this path.

Love,
Michael

A quote for you:

“When you do something, you should burn yourself up completely, like a good bonfire, leaving no trace of yourself.”
-Shunryu Suzuki

Do you agree with Mr. Suzuki, Buddhist zen monk, or do you find his words to be irrational and even dangerous?

How often have you poured yourself totally into a passion, losing your ego and your sense of self in the process?

Do you ever give yourself permission to engage fully in whatever moves you deeply? Or do you hold back, because it’s “inappropriate”? Or childish? And “What will other people think?…”

There’s a fine line between ‘living passionately’ and ‘being insane.’

Being irresponsible and being consumed by love are not so far apart.

But when you’re lying on your deathbed, pondering everything you’ve spent your life doing and feeling, will any traces of your unlived self remain?

Or will you have burned them up so completely, like a bonfire, there will be nothing left?

Take big risks in body, mind, and spirit.

Scorn the comfort zone.

Live on the razor’s edge.

So in analyzing the feedback I’ve gotten from teh internetz over the past 9 months re: my Roger Huerta mis-adventures, my book, and my grand vision of “healing wounded souls” via story… I’ve noticed a trend:

99% of people out there think I’m crazy.

- Most of the UG thinks I’m like the chick from Fatal Attraction.

- Some who have never met me in person think this whole dilemma will end in a murder/suicide to be featured on the evening 9 o’clock news (a la Romeo and Juliet?).

- Some believe I’m “violent” and should have a restraining order filed against me – even though technically I’m the one who suddenly abandoned Roger in the middle of dinner, because a) I was feeling really nervous around this group of people I didn’t know and b) I decided I’d heard enough bullshit.

- Others see me as the Overly Attached Girlfriend, even though I’m a firm believer in the Buddhist principle, “Attachment is the root of all suffering” – and therefore I strive to practice detachment from all outcomes.

- Heck, even Roger Huerta thinks I’m “just trolling” and doing it for the attention. (Maybe he’s jealous of all the attention I’m getting?)

Then there are those lovely people who are fascinated by my whole story and can’t wait to read the book. They send me thoughtful emails, encouraging tweets, and thought-provoking questions and comments. I love them. My favorite one so far is: “I saw Roger’s interview and I really think he is full of shit… I think the whole thing is interesting and I’m sure this type of thing has happened with many women involved with sports figures. I hope you get what you want out of the book. I just see a lot of people take Roger’s side cuz he seems like such a nice guy.” - Tony

Ahh… good thing everyone is entitled to their own opinion and interpretation. What fun would it be if everyone agreed on everything and saw things exactly in the same way?

…which leads me to a more accurate finding:

99% of people who think I’m crazy… think I’m crazy.

And they are a small sliver of the human population. They are known as anonymous, internet trolls, people who love to shit on others’ dreams and goals. Most of them have never tried anything daring. They probably hate their lives.

Or maybe they’re just people who don’t fully understand.

They don’t have an accurate picture of what’s going on.

They haven’t bothered to question whether or not their perception has anything to do with what they’re seeing.

My question is: Why would a person choose to see evil and sickness in something pure and innocent?

I have pondered this for months.

You see, for me it was the opposite: Why would a person choose to see something beautiful and good in something so evil and sick?

Pic from http://www.insideoutjournal.com/uncategorized/a-psychoanalytic-examination-of-positive-psychology

Bottom line: craziness is in the eye of the beholder.

Some people think a guy screaming at his girlfriend, dragging on a relationship for years even though he’s miserable – is crazy. So why doesn’t he leave?

Some people think MMA fighting is crazy. So why does a big slice of the population follow MMA like flies following dogshit?

Humanity used to think the earth was flat and thought any differing viewpoint was “wrong” and “crazy.” See where I’m going with this?

What I’m doing now is simply writing a book about my experience.

It’s not about Roger. It’s about my experience of Roger – including the before and after meeting him, and how he (without even knowing it) lifted me from a place of fear to a place of complete fearlessness.

It’d be just as valid if HE decided to write a book about his experience of ME. He’d have every right to do this. (Too bad he can’t express himself worth a shit though.)

To want to share one’s experience… how is that crazy?

To want to shed light on an interesting topic… how is that crazy?

To want to make observations NO ONE else has ever made before… how is that crazy?

It’s not. It’s human. And it’s admirable.

They all thought Einstein was crazy too. They thought he was a failure, a defective human being. Little did they know he’d turn out to be a genius who gave us the theory of relativity.

It’s all relative, isn’t it?

Whatever you take out of my story = a reflection of you.

My story is a mirror showing you what you are.

On that note, I now conclude today’s blog post with a picture of Einstein… in an MMA fighter’s body. Not bad, eh? E=mc², bitch!

So I finally got around to making a video for Dr Phil’s “Make Me a Star” TV show. I submitted my story to the category, “Have you gone to extremes for love?” That seemed like the most fitting.

Dr Phil, from what I’ve seen, is a television show full of drama llamas, dumb teenage mothers, 16-year-olds who pride themselves on “sleeping with 500 men,” that sort of thing. I obviously don’t belong on the show…and am only submitting this vid at the strong encouragement of a family member lol!

I procrastinated on doing this video for months – mainly because I really don’t want to be a “star” (the celebrity lifestyle looks pretty fucking toxic, and I’m all about clean & healthy if you know what I mean). I came up with all kinds of excuses, like I need to dye my hair before doing the vid, I need to finish my book before doing the vid, etc. All BS.

The reality is that I’m afraid of going on national television, because it’s just easier hiding out and easier being out of the limelight. It’s a thousand times simpler than what someone IN the limelight experiences.

But then I realized I was just creating an excuse to stay in fear.

Fuck fear.

I’m a strong believer of heading in the direction of your fear. i.e., if you’re afraid of something, intentionally face it. Otherwise, WTF? Spend your life fearing that thing? No thank you.

I’ll go on the show for 2 reasons: A) to promote my book, and B) to satisfy my curiosity about whether or not Roger Huerta had some sort of past life connection. Kill two birds with one stone, eh? (I know Dr Phil has the hookup on ‘past life connection’ specialists, as well as love/relationship experts.)

I am PRAYING that if I do go on the show, the case will be neatly handled & closed, cuz I am ready to move on from Roger. I’m hoping Dr Phil and/or his experts that he brings on will have some clear guidance for me on how to gracefully delete this man from my brain so I can give my full attention to a man who actually deserves it. I may be open to memory-erasing supplements, hypnosis, and/or some tribal cleansing ritual to purge this “snake” from my life! (as others have successfully done, after realizing they couldn’t handle him!).

Bottom line: my former obsession over Roger is not going to stop me from enjoying my dating life, my success as a writer, or anything else.

One final comment: I actually don’t care if Dr Phil decides to put me on the show or not…it’s his call. My story might not be dramatic enough for him. Or it might not be interesting enough for him. And that is fine. It doesn’t really matter, and I’m unattached to the outcome. As long as positive things continue to come out of this whole scenario, “i’m gud.”

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