Dear Diary, These past few days have been absolute chaos. First off, someone was going off on a whole lecture about gender stuff, leaving everyone in the room completely bewildered. Meanwhile, this "husband" and "baby" of mine have been demanding my constant attention, when they aren't just sleeping the entire day away, that is. Honestly? I’m still a little suspicious of those two. Then, out of nowhere, some random guy from my past popped up in my messages asking for a selfie. Man, I have never blocked someone so fast in my life! I did ask him why first, to which he replied, "Because I'm not cute to look at." I didn't even bother responding, just straight to the block list. To top it off, I got some sad news last night. And THEN, when I woke up this morning, I discovered that one of my family member’s best friends, who follows me on social media, mind you, STOLE MY CHILD’S NAME! (Whom Im uncertain of) I took the high road and sent him a polite, joking message. I didn't outright accuse him of grand theft identity, but I did casually mention our kids share the exact same name and they should be friends. And this man had the audacity to LIE to my face and say he didn't realize! Smh. He knew. He definitely knew. (I'M NOT CRAZY I SWEAR) But hey, it's just a name, and I genuinely hope it carries as much meaning for them as it does for me. I truly wish their baby a happy and healthy life... even if they're rocking a stolen name. Thanks for listening, Diary. P.S. I have a overwhelming urge to shine and squeak LordDeath’s bald head right now. I miss my bbg’s magnificent, glossy noggin.