Oh, my... you poor, poor deary. I am so terribly sad for you. You really do think those people that run Skidders are your best friends. Wow.

I hate it, but practically every time after you left their store, they took that opportunity to tell everyone else there, that you are some sort of bat-crap crazy lunatic who has created a bunch of weird medical issues in her own imagination, and then convinced herself they're all real.

To be perfectly honest, I don't think I've ever heared them belittle anyone else as much behind their back, who's not African-American.

I really got tired of hearing it after the first dozen or so times. I always thought highly of you, so I assumed they were lying about all of it, since spreading false rumors is one of their primary claims to fame.

I'm also very sad that they've succeeded so thoroughly in poisoning your mind with their lies about me. They've turned your heart so black that it's got you online posting unhinged sounding ramts that obviously have absolutely no connection to reality, whatsoever. I truly hope that you are able to find your way out of that dark mental prison one day soon, and back into the light.