💜🌈 CitizenPressDog 🌈💜

Good morning, and welcome to a snowy, chilly Monday. As I sit here in my front room watching the world go by and keeping an eye on the news, which is very heartbreaking this morning, I think about Rob Reiner and the terrorist attacks happening across the country and around the world. I just saw that federal agents have prevented a New Year’s Eve attack by some radical Palestinians. I’m sitting here thinking about all the people who want to keep drinking the Liberal Kool-Aid and believe that Donald Trump is the devil. I disagree with you. I despise those who think negatively of the current leader.
I look forward to seeing the results of the meeting between Mrs. Kirk and Candace Owens.
I will definitely share articles about the outcomes and keep tabs on everything happening—I’ll be sharing more of my opinions too. I know that Meta is cracking down, or, shall I say, invading our privacy more than should be legally allowed. I disagree with Meta reading and using our data. I will continue to share certain stories and updates, but I’ll keep my personal life offline—no more photos of me, my sweet canine, or my significant other. I’m also very frustrated with TikTok. I’ve been on the app for two years. It’s been good, bad, and in between.
I want to let people know that the creators you follow and adore are not necessarily the angels they portray themselves to be. As much as Madison claims she isn’t like Stephanie and doesn’t do the negative behaviors other nomads have been known for, that’s a load of bullshit. I remember when I first started watching Maddie, I admired many things about her—how genuine she seemed, how honest and transparent she was, and how protective she was of her identity, location, family, etc. But in 2025, my opinion of her has changed. She is not transparent. She doesn’t care about people’s privacy and doesn’t want others to know the truth. I’ve watched her go from one Situationship to another, fooled over and over again.
I know she’s a hopeless romantic; in our own way, we all are. But when you start talking to someone, and it seems too good to be true, it probably is. The person is feeding you what they want you to hear, and the chances of their words being the truth are slim. As I sit here, I think about my own experiences that mirror what Madison is doing. She’s allowing people to use her emotionally and mentally—I don’t know if she’s letting them use her physically, but you don’t fall in love with multiple people in one year like she was doing. Heartbreak from losing someone you thought you loved takes time to heal, more than she’s been willing to allow herself. I’m putting this out there because I don’t care anymore about people crossing me in the worst ways after I try to be a friend, after I try to keep someone I care about safe, only to have them turn around and say I’m being negative or that I can’t be happy for them. I won’t be happy for anyone who’s being used, like I was in the past. If I see something I don’t like, I’ll call it out. Madison has shown her true colors—who she really is and who she wants us to believe she is are two different people.