Originally posted 09-24-22.

I used to actually say out loud “If you don’t like my Country then get the F out.” That’s how much I love my Country. Then there are parts of you misrepresented by others, and I don’t think that I’ve ever been that way to my family and friends. Sure it’s uncomfortable for nude photos of you to be online, but I earned that body running everyday famous for my 60 days in a row running for 1 hour on Ocean Ave, they even painted the bicycle lane green like the Movie: Green Mile. I guess a part of me wanted to understand the odds of being attacked randomly. And only once did the barefoot jogger on San Vicente tried to scare me running behind me then past and ran across in front of me between two cars. And I turned around and sprinted back when I saw him. I usually keep my head down but saw him out of the corner of my eye. I was a club soccer player growing up so we can see everything.

Around 2008 my Mom wanted to switch care from a Jewish Psychiatrist to a Filipino Doctor, her friend through our close family friend Richard who died of Cancer while I was in law school. We used to get brunch at The Beverly Hills hotel where I last saw him, we walked around after lunch and entered the Crystal Ballroom I go I want to get married here in my mind. I was transferred to a Filipino HIV/AIDS practice with airline seats in the waiting room. Naturally when something devastating happens you think of it, I remember sitting in his office looking out the window, his practice is on Wilshire, when the Malaysian Airline disappeared, and that was one of our last appointments. It’s not my behavior or thinking that’s shocking it’s which type of clients my doctor treated, male patients who are gay, and I swallowed a bottle of kolonopin 2009 while applying to law schools and committed suicide, while living in West Hollywood on Larrabee Street, balcony overlooking Palms. Maybe it was me that was shocked should have been able to pick my own doctor, actually.

Richard was a well known therapist in West Hollywood, his partner died of HIV in the 90s, I remember going to Christmas holiday parties at my Godparents home in Bel Air off of Bentley, where Bauer used to live, we hadn’t met until I was in 5th grade on a ski trip to mammoth. My Godparents were Don and Sandy Duncan who appeared in the pilot episode of the TV show Barney, both were Broadway performers.

Last night I watched Jo Koy for the first time I saw him in a best of 2020 or something in comedy and had mentioned it to my new boyfriend, who I dated for 4 years in my early twenties we were gonna get married. I was a little disappointed by the content of his Netflix special, I feel misrepresented as a 1/2 Filipina, I don’t think it’s necessary to talk about one’s heritage in such a provocative incestuous [1] way. My Mom used to wipe me with a bowl of water when I was little, so I’m sure most can relate to the reverse, at what point do you outgrow things needing to be done for you. A website made by someone from Texas, both our Parents died with that website up, and I got schizophrenia voices, so to me it was shocking and humiliating and no one helped me to take that website down insulting me and my family being disrespectful toward me. So do me a favor and speak from the heart next time talk about racism as our relates to you and ask yourself how will the content of my speech affect others and discover where does the beauty lie in your own heritage in upbringing or days lost not achieving. I didn’t establish a name for myself online to be misrepresented or humiliated by someone who took the opportunity to come up after other famous Filipino Americans were able to break the glass ceiling on discrimination in entertainment.

That wasn’t my cunt on mymollydollfan.com that was someone trying to generate hate toward me by spreading rumors about my good character my upbringing and my identity to get criminals to be attracted toward me, and instead my Dad died, I got a paid job in law, and re-launched my website, applied for a Shorty Award, want to publish a book, graduated from law school, and being offered ambassador and influencer deals on Instagram offering pay for 5 photos/$1000. That’s hard work and earning your keep, sounds like in the face of challenge all your subconscious insecurities or anger was released instead to relate to your audience in terms of what there is not to like about you, how does that help your audience. I’ve been writing for 10 years online and that’s how I became popular. It was earned.

I’m not a bad influence, all my friends are healthy doing well with families now, and old friends are sober now doing well level headed. I’m the only one suffering from bipolar and schizophrenia because as my BFF says “I don’t think Leslie can handle fame.” It’s not my personality type to seek attention from others or to stand out for attention for no reason. I worked hard, I struggled in and out of hospitals, and it took me 10 years to get a job paid, it must have meant fix my resume, face, and body then things started to work out for me, and changed meds. My mental health issues have been treated by medications therefore there is no disease coming from my story mind or body that anyone needs to assume is a joke about me sucking dick or blame COVID on me addressing the White House since 2008, it’s not about sex, I address others with respect, I applied to The Navy (2009) … it’s about informing them of the issues around me that’s awareness that’s how things get better that’s how things get smarter and that’s how people don’t get hurt by inappropriate humor. And American Girl dolls is doing well the company my pen name is based off of and is being featured at Century City mall which means I’m a positive influence on others even if it’s getting an idea from I don’t bring others down in life. People are competitive with me I don’t expect love from anyone I get love I don’t need love from anyone.

On a positive note I used to joke that “Cottonelle you’re too late…”

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For help with REAL “incest” please call: https://www.d2l.org/reporting-child-abuse-california/

Side-Note: What I dealt with for a year on my own reporting and tortured for three years by email and publicly humiliated online & no one was able to help me and none of my complaints were listened to instead I was treated like it wasn’t a big deal when it was and caused me schizophrenia. I just stopped taking meds for schizophrenia and I refuse to allow for that diagnosis to hold without any admission from me to any of the terms of the diagnosis, judged. #stophate #discrimination

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And now he sounds like this …