So this is Don today claiming he breastfed his 12 year old and that he is a widow. This is true: Don’s estranged wife Wendy
passed away from colon cancer in 2016 at 48, leaving three kids under 18. So with a devastating and fast acting strain of cancer taking someone Don cared about, you’d think he’d have a little more sensitivity for others battling something similar, and not side with sociopaths rejoicing in peoples demise, but no. Convenient too that the child’s actual mother is no longer around to dispute the notion that Don once squeezed some chemical tiddy juice out of his hairy teats in order to nourish his son.
But Don, who at one time accused Wendy of being the one to troon him out, doesn’t seem particularly gracious. He set up a
GFM ostensibly to raise scholarship money for his kids’ education, but spends almost the entirety of the GFM pitch crying his ‘woe is me’ tale.
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Upon graduation, I broke her heart by ending our romance. That was the first time my name changed. I went from "Don" to being known as "Slime" among her family and friends. And I guess I deserved it.
But you know what's interesting about slime? It never ever really goes away, no matter how hard you try. Just like love.”
So after Don troons out in 2013, blames it on Wendy (who files for divorce), goes back to being a man, then back to being “Dawn” again, he loses his job at ABC News in spring 2014, right around the time Wendy gets her cancer diagnosis. Don admits his transitioning cost him the job upon which the family’s income was entirely dependent. By now the family was on the verge of financial ruin, savings and 401k gone thanks to Don’s erratic behavior which, to his credit, he acknowledges.
However instead of staying in the NY/CT area, Don moves out to LA not for a well-paying job but
“with the hope of buildng something up from zero, for me to move on with my life”. Wife with cancer, three school aged kids, but what Don really needs is to find
himself— which I guess is something he couldn’t do from a bachelor’s apartment in Cos Cob.
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For a long time she was a single mother, and I was 2,907 miles away, I could not do enough to help my family. Wendy went to chemo every other week, seven times, and required iron infusions the weeks in between.”
Ya could’ve stayed in Connecticut and raised your kids while Wendy was at chemo Don. Just a thought.
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That's when I decided it was time I set one up for Wendy and the kids, with her permission. But because our privacy has been invaded by the media so many times since 2013, I did not reveal any details about Wendy's cancer, or her prognosis, or any medical information.”
Your privacy was “invaded” because you kept giving interviews to the media Don.
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She did not want to give interviews, and we did not consent to the use of photographs of our children or Wendy, here or anywhere online, for any purpose whatsoever. Leave us some dignity, please.”
*posts six large, easily identifiable photos of his children on the GFM page*
WHO does that bullshit story remind you of?
