I have to say, one of the pictures of Wendy leaving the sober living house last week got to me. It’s the one where she’s opening the door handle on the car and her body language *screams* ‘HELP ME,’ even if her mouth isn’t shouting it from her purple perch on set.
If you zoom in, she’s looking down and to the side, like a seriously scolded child or a beaten down animal at the circus. Add in her defeated posture and I’m worried for her. Yeah, even though she’s dogged people for years and made big bucks doing it, my heart still hurts for her.
I just see so much of the awkward 12 year old she’s told us about countless times in that picture...the one who was told she was fat at home and had her food intake monitored by her parents, the one who wasn’t pretty like her sister, the one bigger size wise than her classmates, the one forced by her parents to engage in extracurricular activities she dreaded. Factor in the Wendy who, I believe, is a shell of her true self since she’s been under the thumb and control of Big Kev for the last couple of decades. Just for extra ‘juiciness,’ put the shame of the existence of his mistress and her baby on Wendy’s shoulders and she’s slumping alright 😏
It just seems to be summed up in that one photo...the same one I can’t attach for some reason but can be seen above as posted by another member.
I’m seriously worried for Wendy and hope for her sake and Little Kev’s sake she can dig deep and find her way out of the pure hell of a marriage she’s in.
To be dealing with her personal problems alone would be *a lot* but she’s got the addition of substance abuse times two as well. Damn, it’s enough to break anyone’s spirit.
I wish like hell *the real* Wendy Joan Williams-Hunter(whoever she may be,) would stand the hell up, stomp her size 11 feet firmly on the ground and say ‘Enough is enough! I’m finding that condo in the sky with only one door so as to minimize the possibility the killer can break in and murder me, I’m spending the money my big ass mouth earned, I’ve got plenty of funds set to the side so I can order in whatever cuisine I’m feeling any given night, I can shop as much or as little as I feel, I can slack up on the moisturizer usage for a bit since I won’t be competing with the collagen of a woman 20 years my junior, I’m tired of being used, abused and made a fool of time and again! If you didn’t hear me the first time...enough is a fucking enough!’
Sigh, I don’t see it happening without a full fledged intervention and, of course, Big Kev will do whatever he can to prevent it. If the baby rumors are true, this week would be prime time for the intervention to take place since he’s gone. Does she have anyone who’s willing to put their necks out that far? I sadly think the answer is ‘no.’
P.S. I’m not going after her parents for their decisions when she was growing up. They did what they felt was best and I’m sure they did it with all the love in their hearts. It’s just unquestionable that her upbringing did result in some baggage for Wendy.