Snowflake Christine Milneaux - Munchie who came here to sperg [PM sneasel if you wanna do a proper OP on this tard]

[heathercho]

Oh, she has BPD?

Yeah, kiddo, you have a terminal illness. It's the BPD. There's no cure for that. That shit is legit terminal.

@Christine Milneaux, that doesn't sound like he's in control, that just sounds like he's doing what you tell him to do.
You also consume edibles? Not very waif like.

 

[I hate children?]

Imagine being a sugar baby to a daddy who gives you all of 40 dollars a week. Wow thanks daddy, I can get my nails done and like, almost half a hairstyle! Or one dinner at the Olive Garden. Not both.

Yes, provide more material to us.

Welcome, don't forget you're here forever!

A d

Why is medication coming out of your personal "allowance" rather than the household budget?

I can't and don't believe anything this one says because she is the usual malingering tart . She thinks she has successfully manipulated her way into seeming sympathetic , emotionally neglected and financially being taken advantage of by her husband. Anyone asking her why she is having to pay for things and informing her she has the right to her money is feeding this worthless piece of crap but she is too dumb to get why and that nobody gives a legitimate damn . She thinks people sincerely have a soft spot for her and has made this her personal therapy. I can't wait to see what else she thinks people here will believe and follows through by sharing pictures other people have too much dignity to .

I have always enjoyed reading posts on various illness fakers threads /sites left by people like this girl because despite going into it knowing they aren't liked and nobody believes them they always think they are the one too clever or too charming to be ignored and disbelieved . The narcissism involved with her is palpable.

 

[roblox gay nazi sex club]

tl;dr its not coming out of the household budget because clearly she isnt getting medicated for any of her bullshit diagnosises. just sayin!!!!!!

 

[AbraCadaver]

A d

I can't and don't believe anything this one says because she is the usual malingering tart . She thinks she has successfully manipulated her way into seeming sympathetic , emotionally neglected and financially being taken advantage of by her husband. Anyone asking her why she is having to pay for things and informing her she has the right to her money is feeding this worthless piece of crap but she is too dumb to get why and that nobody gives a legitimate damn . She thinks people sincerely have a soft spot for her and has made this her personal therapy. I can't wait to see what else she thinks people here will believe and follows through by sharing pictures other people have too much dignity to .

I have always enjoyed reading posts on various illness fakers threads /sites left by people like this girl because despite going into it knowing they aren't liked and nobody believes them they always think they are the one too clever or too charming to be ignored and disbelieved . The narcissism involved with her is palpable.

Oh no, don’t get me wrong, I don’t believe any of this rubbish. I DO believe she sits around on her pudgy arse all day and gets high while her roommate works and pays most of the bills as long as she does the washing up once in a while and doesn’t ask for extra weed money. Because let’s face it, he doesn’t fuck her and they sleep in separate rooms. They’re effectively roommates. Semi-functional pot-smoking cosplay weeb roommates who have a friends with benefits arrangement going whenever the lad can summon the effort to project an anime girl onto her for a bit.

 

[Cryin RN]

Okay, how sad is your life when the pedophile who whisked you to another country to fuck you changes his mind after he gropes a boob? Like how disappointing are those titties? "Oh no it's cool, I'll wait till marriage" lmaooooooo

He's not "redecorating" for fun btw he's snooping hth

 

[MistressCaridad]

Random question:

How many historical figures thus far has Chrissy tried to claim that they suffered from lupus? I remember Beethoven (he did not, he had cirrhosis from heavy alcohol consumption) and Virginia Clemm Poe (who was healthy and active until she contracted TB). Was there anyone else?

 

[Christine Milneaux]

I will thank you to recall that I assumed that Virginia was not a Lupie; someone else thought she was and I was asking for confirmation because it seemed off to me. It would have been big if true, though.

 

[latter day taint]

If this munchie really wants to go all Victorian, give up on the lupus. I suggest a more era appropriate disease like consumption, cholera, typhoid fever, or scurvy.

 

[Looney Troons]

Is the tl;dr on this thread basically cosplaying lupus munchie participates in gross dd/lg shit and hasn’t posted nudes?

 

[MistressCaridad]

If this munchie really wants to go all Victorian, give up on the lupus. I suggest a more era appropriate disease like consumption, cholera, typhoid fever, or scurvy.

I know you’re being facetious, but in all seriousness, apparently Chrissy’s autistic obsession doesn’t leave room for the harsh, dirty reality of illness during the era she tries so hard to LARP.

She’d be more likely to contract one of those, but they’re all far too gross and don’t fit the delicate, corset and flower crown aesthetic. I talked about tuberculosis (consumption) already and what a messy disease it is. Cholera and typhoid fever both give the affected person the shits and cholera also causes projectile vomiting. Scurvy? Bleeding, swollen gums and skin sores. The first three, being infectious, also caused high fever and copious sweating. Not a few dewy drops of perspiration either, think buckets. Think a racehorse after a race. Think Boogie climbing a flight of stairs.

The pale, fragile princess thing she’s going for wouldn’t work with sweat, shit, puke, mucus and blood.

 

[Late Night Munchies]

Alright, y’all can trash me all that you want to, but I tried reaching out to Christine about a month ago when I first came across her page. While she seemed batshit crazy from the get-go, I thought that talking out her health anxiety with her could actually be helpful and get her to reassess her claims of 'undiagnosed lupus.' It seemed to go well when we messaged; she had never heard of somatoform disorders before and didn't realize something else could be causing symptoms like fever and joint pain. I used up a year's worth of empathy and patience and messaged with her for a couple of hours, sending her medical articles/research hoping that they would get through to her, but it turned out to be a complete waste of time. A few weeks later (last week) I saw this thread, and that she was commenting directly on it. I logged into my throwaway IG account for the first time since I had messaged her, and asked her what the fuck she was doing on KF.

If you want to see how fucked up her reasoning/mind is, you can click here to read our messages from that night. (Archive)

Here are some of the key points if you don't feel like reading through the screenshots:
- upon finding her name on KF, Christine refers to herself as a public figure.
- when I told her that she was not a public figure, she says: "I just got upgraded to an audience of about 300 from an audience of about 5, so excuse me if I feel like a minor celebrity while I get used to this. There is a bit of a transition here."
- she tells me she has a 'plan' and asks if she can trust me, which I never said 'yes' to
Christine's "Plan" Verbatim:
"Next month I'm going to subscribe to Jan's patreon. The tier that allows for Skype sessions. Maybe I'm having delusions of grandeur right now but I feel like if she gets to know me-- disabled, possibly autistic spoonie sickbed princess-- she'll love me. I don't have enough of a following to be intimidating but I can say the right things and name-drop Mary Frey and compare her favorably to MF, and then... maybe, I dare to imagine, I'm in the circle. Kiwifarms is immediately discarded and forgotten as I have regular communication with chronic illness social media royalty and my insta followers soar."
Yeah. Just take that shit in.
- I tell her that she's narcissistic, manipulative, fucked up, and needs help
- Christine gets back on her bullshit immediately
- another direct quote: "But what if a chronic illness instagrammer is who I am in this phase of my life? What if this is just the world that I have to navigate to have a place? I'm in my late 20s now, which is astonishingly the prime age group for CI Instagrammers and YouTubers. They say that to be an expert at something you have to dedicate 10,000 hours to it and I can think of nothing I've dedicated more hours to than the pursuit of glorified and romanticized illness."


Yeah, I genuinely don't even want to type up more of it because it's so fucking gross. Needless to say I have blocked Christine on IG and will never privately speak with her again.
Or any other munchie for that matter.

 

[Banh Xeo]

A childhood friend of mine lost his mother to actual lupus when we were younger than ten. I loved her very much, and you are making such a mockery of her beautiful life being snuffed out. I hope you are stricken with a horrible disease, if you want it so badly you should suffer from it instead of an innocent woman who loved her son.

It takes a lot to get me but here we are

 

[Kate Farms Shill]

I know you’re being facetious, but in all seriousness, apparently Chrissy’s autistic obsession doesn’t leave room for the harsh, dirty reality of illness during the era she tries so hard to LARP.

She’d be more likely to contract one of those, but they’re all far too gross and don’t fit the delicate, corset and flower crown aesthetic. I talked about tuberculosis (consumption) already and what a messy disease it is. Cholera and typhoid fever both give the affected person the shits and cholera also causes projectile vomiting. Scurvy? Bleeding, swollen gums and skin sores. The first three, being infectious, also caused high fever and copious sweating. Not a few dewy drops of perspiration either, think buckets. Think a racehorse after a race. Think Boogie climbing a flight of stairs.

The pale, fragile princess thing they’re going for wouldn’t work with sweat, shit, puke, mucus and blood.

She could go for typhus. The early symptoms are a persistent fever, rash, and joint pain which fits into her lupus narrative. Of course, it's caused by body lice and filthy, crowded living conditions, and it too will turn you into a leaking, sweating, shitting, puking mess in a few days. But it's period-appropriate. Major cities in the Us were still having outbreaks in the late Victorian.

Or yellow fever. While mostly associated with tropical locations in Africa and South America today, the most devastating yellow fever outbreak in the US was actually in Philadelphia in 1793. It happened during a time when Philadelphia was the provisional federal capital of the US and killed 20% of the city population, causing the government to flee into the hinterlands. It's one of the reasons the government moved to Washington by the end of the decade (wanting an entirely new city they could design from the ground up and one that would be a convenient midpoint in the country, which at that time stretched from Georgia and southern Maine, were the main reasons, but the fact that Philly had an exceptional number of cyclical plagues from overcrowding didn't help.) That one will turn you yellow and weak before it makes you a leaking, shitting, sweating, puking mess. But on the plus side, you puke blood, so that's pretty metal.

Or Diphtheria, but that one causes that unsightly swelling of the lymph nodes and coating of the tongue, and most people Chrissie's age are vaccinated.

Polio would be a shoe-in with her CP although more associated with the 1940s and 50s, since that was a weird epidemic that only appeared once we got rid of other ones.

Spoiler: polio sperg

The vast majority of polio cases are not recognizable as such. They appear as generic flu-like symptoms, if anything at all. Before water filtration was standard, most people were exposed to the disease as infants and either died from unknown causes or developed antibodies to it. Instead they got shit like cholera and typhoid that killed them in much more spectacular and identifiable ways. Starting in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, the merits of water filtration became known and cities across the US scrambled to install water filtration plants. This meant two things: 1) people were no longer dropping dead from shit-borne illnesses in their water supply and 2) infants were not being exposed to polio early.

The problem is that when children were exposed for the first time at 5 to 10 years old instead of as little babies, they started to develop a paralytic form that had never been seen before. The thing is that polio doesn't actually "like" to be a neurological condition, for want of a better word. It's an enteric disease that attacks the GI system in most cases and has no neuro component unless it accidentally finds its way over into the CNS and we're not really sure how it ever manages to do that or why it only happens to a handful of people. Some theorize that the reason we saw it in kids but not babies is because babies just died; others think babies didn't have whatever it was that allows the virus to jump ship to the CNS. Since two strains are functionally extinct and the third is increasingly rare, we might never actually know.

To give some scope to the epidemic, all cases will shed the virus after infection, meaning everyone who is infected even with no symptoms can potentially spread it to others. Of those infected, only around 30% will show any symptoms at all and only 2-5% will have any paralytic component that makes it clear that it's polio (most of those will recover fully if they don't die). Only a very, very tiny portion of the infected population will live with lifelong complications. So when you see numbers like 10,000-50,000 reported cases in a year, know that it's only the ones who were really, really obviously polio and then recall that that's a tiny percentage of the number of people actively shedding the polio virus and potentially infecting others. This was a huge, terrifying epidemic that seemed to come out of nowhere.

Therefore she should definitely fake polio because it was very rare and special to have lifelong problems from a childhood infection and you were much much more likely to have no symptoms or die from GI complications than live to develop the paralysis that became the face of the disease.

But I'd like to throw my personal favorite into the ring, Encephalitis lethargica. Hear me out, Christine, it's actually really a perfect fit for you. We have no idea what causes it and it still appears to this day in a handful of cases per year (some theorize that it might be a variant of "Brain on Fire" AE encephalitis but the jury's out). It was a very scary epidemic in the early 20th century that made people sleep a lot. If you read Oliver Sacks' Awakenings or watched the film of that same title with Robin Williams and Robert DiNiro then you know the story: people fell asleep for decades and "woke up" when administered L-dopa (they were actually not "asleep" but in a deep state of apathy and inability to motivate themselves to move; when "awakened" they could recall things happening to them but a total inability to react, either because, as in parkinsons patients, they just couldn't physically coordinate the movements required or because they felt time was distorted and could not "sync" properly, either moving so quickly and ceaselessly that they dropped from exhaustion once they started, or moving so slow it was virtually undetectable, while feeling that they were moving at a normal speed). Not everyone developed that profound level of "sleepiness" and many just had lifelong neurological problems that made them invalids.

You could spend all day in your sickbed languishing and claiming fatigue, along with an inability to move or coordinate movements properly which fits in with CP, it would be very rare and shiny, and of course, the people who didn't fall asleep tended to have strange impulses they could not control like ripping out their own teeth and eyes. So there's that.

Get ripping, Christine. You don't need two eyes.

 

[MistressCaridad]

the people who didn't fall asleep tended to have strange impulses they could not control like ripping out their own teeth and eyes. So there's that.

Get ripping, Christine. You don't need two eyes.

Yeah. I hate to seem super crass or ghoulish but... Chrissy’s a pretty lazy munchie compared to Skelly Anna with Stella the Stoma, Jaquie and her unnecessary roux en y, and Kelly “Shit Legs” Ronahan. (I know Anna’s technically not a classical munchie but she’s going huge lengths destroying her body just to hide an ED which is pretty fucking crazy.)

 

[Toasty]

It takes more than fanning yourself in a ladylike faint from the pain of soul crushing ennui to make it into the ranks of chronic royalty. Less sipping rosewater lemonade and more deliberately infecting wounds, put on your polyester flower crown, grab your parasol, get down to the drug store, let's buy some laxatives with that weekly allowance, get those potassium levels nice and fucked up.

 

[Whatthefuck]

Alright, y’all can trash me all that you want to, but I tried reaching out to Christine about a month ago when I first came across her page. While she seemed batshit crazy from the get-go, I thought that talking out her health anxiety with her could actually be helpful and get her to reassess her claims of 'undiagnosed lupus.' It seemed to go well when we messaged; she had never heard of somatoform disorders before and didn't realize something else could be causing symptoms like fever and joint pain. I used up a year's worth of empathy and patience and messaged with her for a couple of hours, sending her medical articles/research hoping that they would get through to her, but it turned out to be a complete waste of time. A few weeks later (last week) I saw this thread, and that she was commenting directly on it. I logged into my throwaway IG account for the first time since I had messaged her, and asked her what the fuck she was doing on KF.

If you want to see how fucked up her reasoning/mind is, you can click here to read our messages from that night.

Here are some of the key points if you don't feel like reading through the screenshots:
- upon finding her name on KF, Christine refers to herself as a public figure.
- when I told her that she was not a public figure, she says: "I just got upgraded to an audience of about 300 from an audience of about 5, so excuse me if I feel like a minor celebrity while I get used to this. There is a bit of a transition here."
- she tells me she has a 'plan' and asks if she can trust me, which I never said 'yes' to
Christine's "Plan" Verbatim:
"Next month I'm going to subscribe to Jan's patreon. The tier that allows for Skype sessions. Maybe I'm having delusions of grandeur right now but I feel like if she gets to know me-- disabled, possibly autistic spoonie sickbed princess-- she'll love me. I don't have enough of a following to be intimidating but I can say the right things and name-drop Mary Frey and compare her favorably to MF, and then... maybe, I dare to imagine, I'm in the circle. Kiwifarms is immediately discarded and forgotten as I have regular communication with chronic illness social media royalty and my insta followers soar."
Yeah. Just take that shit in.
- I tell her that she's narcissistic, manipulative, fucked up, and needs help
- Christine gets back on her bullshit immediately
- another direct quote: "But what if a chronic illness instagrammer is who I am in this phase of my life? What if this is just the world that I have to navigate to have a place? I'm in my late 20s now, which is astonishingly the prime age group for CI Instagrammers and YouTubers. They say that to be an expert at something you have to dedicate 10,000 hours to it and I can think of nothing I've dedicated more hours to than the pursuit of glorified and romanticized illness."


Yeah, I genuinely don't even want to type up more of it because it's so fucking gross. Needless to say I have blocked Christine on IG and will never privately speak with her again.
Or any other munchie for that matter.

K, this really pisses me off. Rate me mad on the internet. Whatever. What kind of fucking narcissistic cunt would go to this level to ingratiate herself with a bunch of malingerers. Fucking hell, Christine, fuck off to from whence you came. We have enough crazy bitches in here. You are not interesting. You are not special. You are not sick. You are married to a pedophile. You are an absolute disgrace and hopefully even the likes of Jan Jan can see that. Fuck off.

 

[billaboing]

Alright, y’all can trash me all that you want to, but I tried reaching out to Christine about a month ago when I first came across her page. While she seemed batshit crazy from the get-go, I thought that talking out her health anxiety with her could actually be helpful and get her to reassess her claims of 'undiagnosed lupus.' It seemed to go well when we messaged; she had never heard of somatoform disorders before and didn't realize something else could be causing symptoms like fever and joint pain. I used up a year's worth of empathy and patience and messaged with her for a couple of hours, sending her medical articles/research hoping that they would get through to her, but it turned out to be a complete waste of time.

I thought the same thing - I think this is just another way she manipulates people.

Everything she said in that conversation is fucking horrifying.

Jesus, imagine that being your goal in life. When I grow up, I want to be mildly well known in specific areas of the internet for being chronically ill, even though I'm completely physically well and healthy.

Fuck, I don't want to waste my own time being mad on the internet, but it really chafes my nips that she could literally skip merrily away from this at any time and go and be her best her or whatever.

Spoiler: Power levelling like an absolute noob

I'm currently in between major reconstructive pelvic surgeries, and it would be just swell to turn it off on demand and frolick gayly away into the distance

 

[Christine Milneaux]

I'm deeply sorry for your and your friend's loss, Banh Xeo, sincerely. Lupus is doubtless a terrible disease. It's a roaring dragon and it's a test of skill to put it in a collar and get it to pose nicely like a lapdog and coordinate with your outfits. Lupus-- or idiopathic joint pain and fever for that matter-- isn't naturally a cakewalk filled with flower crowns and pretty outfits; it's our job as chronic illness influencers to get out that message while still looking romantically chic and living our best lives. That said, the last thing I want on this earth, amico mio, is to dishonor anyone's memory. That's the refrain I kept getting on illnessfakers as well, and I simply fail to make the connection between being chronically ill (or if we must get into the semantics, experiencing distressing symptoms in a chronic fashion) and deciding to turn the hand of fate into A Tumblr Aesthetic, and dishonoring victims of that illness. I'm sorry; I just don't see the connection. I have cerebral palsy and I frequently browse the #cripplepunk and #cpunk tags. I love seeing people who have or appear to have my disability making it look so beautiful in the ways that I can't always manage to when living with it day to day. If they can be elegant even just for long enough to take a photograph, so can I, and that thought gives me a little self-esteem boost to keep me going in a rough world that doesn't always like what I look like. I just absolutely fail to see the offense factor here, to the point where I'm actually starting to get a little miffed at KF for seeing it, like one of those illusion pictures where I can only see one half of the illusion.


And you know, if it turns out I'm not supposed to be a chronic illness influencer, that's all right too. If things don't turn out with Janiece, I will be the first one to admit that I am not naturally a social creature and I was being hubristic and foolhardy. You win or you learn, and all that.

 

[Whatthefuck]

Oh, she's a little miffed, y'all. Oh, my stars and garters. Whatever shall we do? Sis, seriously, after what I read of your own words, you can fuck off. Go malinger elsewhere. Go cosplay with your weird gnome pedophile "husband" although since he doesn't fuck you I'm not sure how that qualifies as a marriage. Go write self published historical romance novels. No one here has time for your bullshit.

You want to be big time munchie Jan Jan or Jacquie status? Bitch, such lofty goals. What a pathetic excuse for a human. Thank God (yes, God, because you believe in mythology that is equally bullshit) that he won't fuck you because I'd hate to see the spawn you horribly damaged people would produce.

 

[Cheeseman]

Oh, she's a little miffed, y'all.

we may actually get a Why Are You Like This KF? video! marvelous!