Name: Jessica Paulsen (nee Messina)
Age: 25
Occupation: leech
Address: 4022 Haversack Dr. Spring Hill, TN
Jess became a social media celebrity for her photos and videos of her service dog, Henry, interacting with Disney costumed cast and for her habit of picking fights with different businesses over discrimination and access issues. Henry’s page starts off as cute puppy pics and no talk of disabilities or service doggery.
Then suddenly… (don’t worry, she fucks off with the obnoxious baby talk soon)
Constantly at Starbucks, like the most basic of basic bitch munchies that she is.

Note, she has not said what service this dog will provide other than attention.


Within a few months she’s already hit 5k followers. Here we get our first hints as to what is wrong with Jess, #connectivetissuedisorder and #chronicfatigue.


Low blood pressure, needs the dog to pick things up because she gets dizzy bending over, nearly passes out. Gee I wonder what diagnosis she’s hinting at.

Account is rapidly growing as Jess takes Henry on his first trip
This is actually cool, San Diego Zoo has put the kibosh on these asshats bringing their dogs into areas where there are prey animals that would be afraid of the dog. Good on them. I have also seen that the zoo trails at Disney World have paths that divert service dog handlers away from certain areas
Epi Pen retrieval.
And fellas, we are headed to Disney. I was genuinely shocked she didn't take him to Disneyland when she was in San Diego.
But first she takes him to Ireland. Goes into St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Not even Catholic but that didn’t sit right with me.


“Uneasy having my hooman so close to a cliff” no dipshit he was uneasy with
himself being that close to a cliff.
That Is a long ass time for an 8 month old puppy to be flying.
Needs to crack down on her puppy being a puppy before she misses her opportunity to take him to Disney



Another vacation, this time to New York
ACCESS ISSUES!!! #disabilitynotforsale actually when you’re a well-to-do woman who can afford to spend her entire life going to unscrupulous doctors and quacks who will give the diagnoses and treatments you want and training your purebred dog to be an accessory and can buy all the toys your doctor won’t prescribe, disability is absolutely for sale.


We have achieved our first pilgrimage to Munchie Mecca. LOL@ this grown-ass woman paying for character dining. $80 per person to eat while adults in costumes walk around.


LOL ALEX IS HER IDOL. Stop. “Neither of us are used to this much work and activity” lol yeah maybe you should do something with your life instead of being a stay-at-home-illness faker. Also it really bothers me that they keep dropping their dogs' leashes and walking away from them in a crowded theme park.


We're back in Tennessee. She’s moving into a bigger house where she will have a whole room devoted to vlogging. (She makes a
whopping 13 insanely boring videos before she throws in the towel.) Also, now she’s doing the descriptions like Alex.

“Turns out mentally stimulating my dog makes him more mentally stimulated and less likely to look for stimulation elsewhere.” Whodathunk.
At least she's not immediately claiming he's a natural alerter
In May we are back in Florida hanging out with Levi. Can't mistake that poor deformed freak for anyone. And of course this brings us back to Disney.



Again, Jess is shocked that golden retrievers have a lot of energy and enjoy pleasing their owners, or that a more mature animal behaves better than a 6 month old one.


Meanwhile, she's still in Florida and already planning her next vacation…
Baby's first hospital photo comes just days after she returns from this Disney trip and training Henry for a wheelchair heel.

pay attention to me, please!
And days after her harrowing hospital stay where she was too weak to move, she's off on another vacation and she has ACCESS ISSUES!!!
Yeah I guess when your entire life is a vacation and you never have to do anything you don't want to do, coming home from a week at the beach isn't so bad.
I love when they fill out their pain forms lol. Vanderbilt University Hospital
Drops the name Dysautonomia for the first time.
Still salty about the airline giving her shit. Apparently Henry does "light pressure therapy" while she's standing or sitting in lines.
Quirky Mean Girls themed patches on her dog's vest. One says "You can't just ask people why they need a service dog!"
Planning another vacation, this time to Alaska. She sure has a lot of energy!
In June, Henry starts having nosebleeds so she takes him to the vet. After some scans they find a mass in his sinuses that will need to be remove by drilling into his fucking skull. Rather than let the sick dog rest, Jess takes him out to work in the days before this major surgery. Jess's issue is that people will see her (healthy) working a dog that is visibly ill because they will have to shave him for the surgery and for IVs and people will frown upon this



On June 18, 2018 she starts a personal page to discuss her health and personal things and leave Henry’s to dog pix. Here we learn her tale of tragedy: her family wasn't wealthy, she had to go to school and work as a nanny (read: babysit) afterwards and was tired and nauseous. Diagnosed lyme and mono by bloodwork and given abx but that was just the beginning.



Let’s see we got midodrine, propranolol, prozac, linzess, plaquenil . . .
Antibiotics didn’t make her feel better. 2015 she had Baby’s First POTS Flare. Which she describes as abdo cramps and a semi-blackout. So she quit school and changed her diet and lifestyle to be “normal people healthy”…

“it’s not an eating disorder”


And now she gets woo treatments like Myers cocktails for her fake diseases


Magic infusions give her the ultimate munchie prize: an excuse for why she can do things when she wants to but is too weak and tired whenever it's something she doesn't feel like doing



“But it's not an eating disorder!”


Henry's surgery goes as well as it could be expected and Jess solves the problem of people hating on her for working a dog that is sick while she herself is healthy by buying the dog a hat to hide his incision.








In this post, Jess, who has obviously modeled herself on a million other fakers with disney obsessions and golden retrievers, lashes out at people who see her and try to mold themselves in her image.





Jess is very sick

Jess's "POTS doctor" does not approve of her infusions and will not give her a port. Alex chimes in.

While Henry recovers from his surgery, we are treated to a bunch of long essays wherein the lady doth protest too much that she's not faking and she's just blessed to have some really good days and you guys don't know her!!!! She's sick, really really sick!!


First mention of EDS.





In this post, Jess describes how she only started truly faking sick after she had legally ensnared her rather wealthy beau.

More waxing poetic about her eating disorder because her doctor told her she was "skinny fat" and needed to lose 9lbs of fat and replace it with twice as much muscle. Jess protests that she can neither eat nor gain muscle

Magic salt water allows her to wake up before 2pm. Also, her skin tenting slightly from the IV is "an EDS thing" and she desperately needs a port. Remember, these aren't prescribed by her doctor. She's going to a woo-woo clinic for them.


sponsored by expensive mattress company that aggressively marketed itself through social media "stars" for a while
Prepping for another Disney trip
Keeping her dog off the leash so he can wander away from her and find her husband which is something she doesn’t anticipate using in public anyway…
At least she’s getting his joints evaluated before she makes him hold her weight up and pull her, but she bought the mobility harness because she knows the answer is yes. Indicating that if the answer is no we will never find out.
Practicing the off leash “find husband” task she doesn't anticipate needing.

Traveling AGAIN.
Feel bad for Jess because she can't go stand-up paddle boarding while traveling the world all the time.


IBS, malabsorption from her entire digestive system. Vitamins in salt water make it better.

They get home and immediately prepare for their next trip
Off leash again. I swear they're all just waiting for someone to tell them to leave so they can screech about how THE ADA ALLOWS SERVICE DOGS TO WORK WITHOUT A LEASH!!!!!


Cruising to Alaska. Don't forget Jess is sick and almost had to go to the ER!


But she also has tons of energy to climb a fucking mountain.

Anxiety, separation anxiety, panic attacks, depression



Comparing POTS to dialysis dependent end stage renal failure. No, really. Dr. Blair Grubb is apparently the Trevino of the Midwest and everyone leaves his office with a POTS diagnosis. Jess does not answer questions about how she was diagnosed. I am going to guess she sought out this diagnosis and was told she just needed to exercise and hydrate properly by all of them until one told her it was POTS


Almost self-aware, worrying that if she shared her mental health status and alluded to her eating disorder people would realize she did not have the physical disorders she claims to have.


"I'm so happy and healthy right now!"

LOL SIKE I'M SUPER SICK NOW

Infusion party with Alex and some other girls!
lol sounds like an eating disorder.
Big plans moving forward with her doctor but despite writing long-ass captions every day, she's now too tired to explain

Training her dog to detect heart rate and blood pressure changes from her POTS. Key word:
postural. It happens when you change the position of your body. The dog cannot predict you are going to do this, and if you start to get dizzy when you stand up sit the fuck back down until it passes.

Henry might be in a Netflix show!

Henry is also sick and might need his skull scraped out again.
But that's too bad for the little fucker because Jess NEEDS him in Disney (where she will be with other adults who can assist her in an emergency, in a theme park complex that has roughly 8 billion medic stations). Jess cannot figure out why her very sick dog is not on his A-game.



"This weekend I danced through the streets of Disney, utterly blissful." But I'm still super sick you guys!





Don't worry! Jess took Henry to the vet once she got home from this Disney trip and it turns out he just had eaten one of his toys.
Hoo boy, lots to unpack here. Jess visits her family in New York for Thanksgiving and despite that her father is in a wheelchair and battling real health problems, everyone is concerned about
her health. Second, she announces she will not be traveling home for Christmas because it's too much of a burden on her health when she has just fucked off all over the country every few weeks for an entire year. Third, we find out that Jess has been faking sick since she was a child but her family told her to quit her bullshit and thought she was just being dramatic and spoiled. She has not been telling them she is sick or has become a social media celebrity for being sick until recently and is still keeping them in the dark about most of it. This, of course, makes the post about how she only really started to munch after she got married even more crystal clear: she done found herself an enabler. Don't you just love when they take all the speculation out of it for us?




And despite that long post about skipping the holidays because of her health, we're now back in Disney. Yes, again.


Do not bring your pet to Disney. Only Jess may bring her pet to Disney.

Dropping that other shoe: little Jess didn't want to grow up and have responsibilities so she has portrayed herself as growing ever-sicker so she could opt out of life.

Can travel everywhere all the time except when she doesn’t want to. Then she is far too sick. Actual Classic.



What to do if YOU, her adoring fans, see her in public!

Got that annual passholder status and already planning her next trip!
But she's
so fatigued and so very very sick.

