Reblogging Julia
A critical analysis of the public ramblings of the creature formerly known as Ms. Baugher, who provides a manic amount of content to parse.
Every little thing she does is tragic.
Talk to me (juliabaugher at gmail) Always held in strict confidence.
Help Me, Obi Wan. You're My Only Hope.
It seems that today we are less of a professional gossip who goes on television to discuss celebrities and more of a dating columnist. I thought we had covered your job as gossip for hire, but hey, whatever works for you and helps you sleep a couple of hours a night. Po-tay-toe, po-tah-toe, Lilly, Marshmallow. That doesn’t make you bipolaror anything. And far be it from me to harsh on anyone’s Oprah mellow.
But hey, since you are on the dating columnist beat today, mind if I ask a question? I hate judgmental therapists, and this is for, uh, a friend who hates attention and likes to keep her private life….private.
Dear [redacted]:
I am struggling with a breakup and trying to figure out how to get past it with my dignity intact. I really, really fell for this guy, and not just because our relationship made for good press (I am kind of a big deal). He is smart, successful, and in the public eye, although I am entirely to credit for that last trait, not that that was any great feat.
We made some mistakes, not the least of which was conducting our relationship like an internet reality television program. But what the cameras and internet didn’t show was an intense, truly meaningful relationship — I really believed he was as into me as I am. Turns out, that wasn’t the case, because immediately after I very publicly divulged some very private matters of his, including the reasons he left the company he founded and my take on his mental health issues, he suddenly wanted NOTHING to do with me whatsoever!
Can you imagine??!?!?!? Completely disregarding a four month relationship because of something like that? After all the videos and posts we made together? All because of a little public betrayal of confidences? He refused to comment about us or me in the aftermath of my breakup, but I was having none of that. I told the internets all about him - his lack of fashion sense, style and hygiene, his privately abusive demeanor, his clearly imblanced mental health, his betrayal after the breakup (he hooked up with MY FRIEND. MY FRIEND! Can you believe he would do that with MY FRIEND? She can be forgiven, as girls will be girls, but an ex-boyfriend has no excuse). I made it clear to the internets that I was the victim here, but still, no there was no reconciliation or happy ending. Hell, I got called a MONSTER despite taking this high road.
Anyway, I have tried the usual maneuvers - maintaining uncomfortable relationships with his friends and family, staying ingratiated in his world, blogging about what a shitty boyfriend he was, but still, I am suffering greatly and I seem to have pissed him off even more. I picked up a few books on spiritual guidance, but I am hoping you, as a seasoned dating columnist (and not a professional gossip), have some guidance. How do you deal (with dignity) with the breakup of a public relationship while simultaneously keeping your name, persona and brand in the press?
I love you. You make my life better,
Signed,
[redacted]