u/Independent_Mess_104

I’m growing soooo tired of the repeated “I will spay the cats, just don’t rush me, it will get done” every other day and months down the line, both cats are still to be spayed.

Seeing as you’re a low income earner and probably claiming some form of benefit, you’ll be entitled to help with vet costs, a quick Google search shows numerous charities in London that can do this procedure for as little as £10 per cat, if you bothered your arse to even check.

You’re so incredibly uneducated on cats that your go too always seems to be “Well they’re not going outside, so it’s not like they can get pregnant” but actually, a little education for you E, that’s one of just many reasons why it’s important to spay your cats.

1. Pyometra - This is an infection of the uterus, is severe and incredibly life threatening. Unspayed cats are open to contracting this.

2. Spaying cats reduces their risk of ovarian and uterine cancers, which are a lot more common in cats that aren’t spayed.

3. Spaying a cat can extend their life expectancy in turn, as they’re not at a high risk of contracting any diseases.

Now, on to what I feel are very relevant for your two poor, poor babies.

4. Spaying a cat can calm their disposition, in simple terms for your pea brain, this essentially means calm them down. Reduced stress, more content, more peaceful.

Considering your cats are confined to one box room, with no natural light and no fresh air, I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re incredibly stressed, depressed and miserable. Team that with the fact they’re battling all of these unnecessary emotions when going into heat, it’s just a recipe for disaster.

I know I’m not the only one to have suggested this but honestly, I’d be willing, as I’m sure would others, to pay from my own pocket for your cats to be spayed. You don’t need to set up yet another Go Fund Me, you don’t need to provide your PayPal details as quite honestly, I’d never want my ££ or anyone else’s to pass through your hands but what I would propose, is you informing of a handful of local vets within your area, for which we can schedule an appointment for you to attend that will be all paid upfront so you simply just need to get off your arse and go.

And a final word of advice for you: Don’t open you doors up to another animal again unless you have the knowledge, finances and correct environment to house them appropriately.

I’m going to be very careful about how I word this as I don’t want the sub to receive any warnings from Reddit but I’m sure I’d seen a comment the other day from someone who suggested they’d reached out to the RSPCA regarding E.

Now, I often take these claims with a pinch of salt as a lot of people state they’re doing this and doing that but we often see little follow up or result from it but as time goes on, I’m growing more and more upset and sickened to see these poor cats, locked up in that absolute state of a room, receiving well below par care and just simply being left to fester and exist. As a cat owner myself, it absolutely breaks my heart.

If anyone has got an ongoing communication with the RSPCA, is there any update to share? If not, is anyone able to help me understand how I can do this, I physically cannot go on a second longer and it’s infuriating me, especially considering E is now on the beg again, claims to have no electricity, and has openly admitted the cats have no food and likely haven’t, for over 24 hours now 😭

We all know one or two of them, the type that get a sniff of alcohol and suddenly, bring the whooole mood down with stories of woe and misery.

It’s really no wonder E has no friends, I can’t fathom how truly unbearable it must be to spend time around them when they’re drunk. If they’re not crying about the hate, they’ve amassed, it’s about “when I was a child….” or Palestine.

They can never seem to just have a good ol’ merry time.

They literally suck the fun, life and energy out of anything within their vicinity. Just goes to show the energy they harbour inside, not one bit of it is positive.

Listen up eOD 📣

You can profess until the bloody cows come home that you don’t abuse or neglect your cat. Let me remind you however, you claim to have two, yet always reference ‘cat’. Funny how Diva barely exists anymore to you.

Anywho, let’s discuss and highlight abuse and neglect:

- Raising your voice, shouting, showing aggression towards a cat: Abuse
- No regular feeding schedule or sometimes, going without food: Neglect
- No access to clean, drinking water: Neglect
- No access to a clean litter tray (containing actual litter): Neglect
- Not providing ample space for a cat to live in: Neglect
- Not providing a clean living space, with natural sunlight and fresh air: Neglect
- No regular vet visits: Neglect
- Keeping 2 female cats, over 6 months old, unneutered: Neglect

You can drone on and on about what a good ‘cat Mum’ you are, how much your cat loves you and how she might even come and lick your nose on a morning however, consider this; From a young age, your poor cats have known nothing other than a filthy, dank, dark box room. They’ve known barely anyone other than you, especially Mew/Birken/Whatever her name is. She likes you because who else does she have?!

Given the opportunity of opening your door, I bet they’d both leg it in a heart beat. There’s no shame in holding your hands up and saying you’re in over your head and need to rehome your cats. I’d argue actually, the majority of your haters, would likely give you a round of applause for doing the right thing for once in your life.

If you love those cats as much as you say you do, set them free to a loving home where they can live out the rest of their lives in comfort.

What a load of utter tripe. You don’t half state some wild and ridiculous things but this has to be up there with one of the craziest.

You’re unemployable because you have:

- A horrific digital footprint
- Absolutely zero life or transferable skills
- No qualifications
- No past work experience

Being ‘trans’ has absolutely nothing to do with it and is incredibly rude and unfair to the many working trans folk out there.

As someone who works in recruitment, this couldn’t be further from the truth. The UK is bound by laws and legislations, one being the Equality Act, you know, the act you harp on about relentlessly, which protects people of all backgrounds, ensuring employment is fair and available to them.

You’ll literally pull every excuse out of your arse as to why you can’t work, whilst never addressing the real reasons.

Did anyone else catch that snippet of E trying to get into a club and I’ll just say, they were absolutely off their bonce however, it’s hysterical and so so embarrassing hahahaha.

E approaches the door to be asked “Are you on the guest list?” And responds “I’ve got a passport….” Like it’s some kind of flex and the person just goes, in the most mundane tone, “Are you on the guest list?” For E to just awkwardly say “No”.

Hahahaha I live to see idiotic and humbling moments like this, bet the girl on the door thought E was a fool and she’d be right, they are.

It’s no secret E is clearly starting to get on Maria’s nerves and I feel her patience is wearing very thin.

I give it maybe another day or so, cooped up in that stinking, dirty box room and Maria will finally blow her top.

Popcorn at the ready guys 🍿🤭

You know E, this whole “I do the smallest thing and everyone talks about it for months, no one else is treat this way” pity act you’ve got going on, just drop it.

YOU chose to enter a gaming group chat, full of 10 year old children, speak in a gross and false manner about periods, to pre-pubescent girls and talk about touching your crotch intimately, to both 10 year old boys and girls. TEN. Literal children.
You can argue the toss all you’d like about being a minor yourself, but you were SEVENTEEN.

This isn’t just the same as you begging for cash, pissing it up the walls on tat and then begging for some more. This is serious, disgusting and no, it won’t ever go away and we won’t ever stop talking about it.

Besides all of the other horrendous things you do and say, you will be held accountable and won’t hear the end of it.

Calling yourself a ‘content creator’ when all you do is sit in your dank room, thinking it’s a flex you live in London yet since being there, you’ve maybe explored about 5% of it. You moan and complain and whine on about how hard your life is, whilst doing absolutely nothing to change it.
Thats not content. It’s mundane and ridiculous.

Realise you’re viewed for your silly tantrums and out outbursts. Thats it. No one cares about your caterwauling, no one cares what new makeup you’ve bought, no actual brands want to be anywhere near you and I feel I can speak for the majority of the trans community when I say I think they’d rather you disappeared into the shadows and stopped drawing so much negative attention to the community.

You’ve give this social media thing a good go, it hasn’t worked, it won’t ever work, you’re not going to be famous, you’re not going to make it as a West End star and I fear if you continue on your current trajectory, you’ll ruin any prospects you might have left, even more.

Just throw in the everything towel already and call it a day.

Can we all just take a moment for eOD to have the audacity to state ‘pooing in a bag would be disgusting’ when they literally:

- pissed in a bottle for god knows how long because they were too lazy to go to the toilet

- stuck their foot down a toilet bowl into their own shit, on a live stream

- spoke to 10 year old children, in a gaming group chat about touching their crotch, sexual intercourse and periods, to young, pre-pubescent girls.

It’s incredibly frustrating to see E flashing cash on tat, yet again, making a return to TT lives and receiving support and gifts but in amongst it all, if you really look, you’ll see that they still have absolutely nothing.

It’s so easy to get wound up by their return after yet another self-inflicted drama, and see them laughing, joking, ‘living their best life’ surrounded by all their ‘fans’ but let’s be real: they have and are, nothing.

They don’t have a secure, nice place to call their home. They have no meaningful relationships, little family and no real friends. They have no stable source of income, they have no useful possessions outside of the material items they splurge on, they have £30k+ in tax debts, along with other debts I presume. They’re TWENTY TWO years old and all they have to show for it, is a ridiculously abhorrent digital footprint and that’s really it.

So let’s just remind ourselves, when we see instances of this and grow annoyed, think to what you have to look forward to during your week, your month, your year and so on. In a years time, we’ll like have tons of experiences and achievements under our belts, whereas E will still be sat in some dank, dirty room, belting out their thousandth rendition of DG, still arguing with strangers online and begging for pennies just to make ends meet.

Oh, and don’t ever forget - E is a predator who talked sexually to children of TEN years old. That’s gonna follow em for life and I couldn’t be happier about it.

Have a great day everyone 🙂

And Maria I guess, seeing as she’s back in town.

Just a gentle reminder before we start our new week to E, Maria, and anyone else who isn’t up to speed with the latest developments.

What we had now? The passport, the IG account coming back and of course, Maria gracing London yet again (cat no.1 in tow? I’m unsure).
Anyway, I digress.

Passports, Instagram accounts and Maria will NOT distract from the fact that you spoke sexually to 10 year old children when you yourself were at the ripe age of 17. We know you did it, we won’t forget, we will keep reminding you and this won’t go away.

Happy Monday E. Hope you have the day, week, month, you deserve.

Just dropping in to send a gentle reminder to you, and anyone else: Your new passport and reinstated Instagram account aren’t providing the distraction you think they are.

We STILL know you spoke sexually to children when you were 17. We STILL think you’re predatory and this ISNT going away.

See you tomorrow for another gentle reminder 🙂