standard transparency disclaimer: occasional redacting is done to protect innocent but naive coworker.
Jess rang in New Years 2019 ...somewhere. Where she sat her ass on the ground and her dog snuggled her, as dogs are wont to do when their humans are on the ground.
Followed by a post explaining that this one-hour excursion (I'm sure) led to three days in bed and she decided she doesn't need to go to PT because she doesn't want to "put a time limit on recovery." So basically, she is trying to simultaneously handwave her obviously good health while sabotaging any attempts to improve her claims of poor health by claiming she is too sick.

Oop tagging @magicallymozart. Moving up the ladder of munchie royalty.
Two weeks later, we're back in Disney where we get another /thathappened story about Henry saving a 13 year old from a panic attack.

And another desperate attempt to reconcile her offensively good health with her claims of being gravely ill, this time by claiming that she has a personality outside of "sick girl at Disney" when it is clear she does not.

Here we have a post where she gives away that she loves the attention having a service dog brings her.
Home from diznee, out of spoonz.
This same photo shoot is used for different purposes on both accounts. On Henry's it's just another photo op but on Jess's we're treated to another dose of back story. Traumatic childhood event, somewhat broken family, poverty, ambitions that never panned out, having to get a job young (in our last episode she says that she started nannying in middle school), and dementophobia, which is a fear that you are going insane or that people are perceiving you as such.
Well now.


Self-help and illness porn; hand shakes when she writes not because of her obvious anxiety but because she's losing her motor skills. Sure.

Posing with another famous dog, this one the canine actor from
A Dog's Way Home.
And here is where she starts to truly blow up. She posts this video of Henry playfully "stalking" her across the yard and some minor dog-related outlets like
Rover.com (
archive) pick up the story. Questions escalate from people outside the munchieverse.

Evil POTS doctor won't entertain her demands for a port and salt water, AGAIN. Crying poverty over the expensive of medical treatments (when she spends her life jetting around the globe and leeching off her husband and her "treatments" are woo.) Rest of this caption is just bland affirmation bullshit.
Another detailed list of instructions for what YOU, her fans, should do if you see her in public, because her dog is easily distracted and it becomes obvious he's just a pet and she's not a real trainer if you interact with him or Jess in any meaningful way.

An increase in comments comments about her seemingly limitless energy for training excursions and travel lead to this post about how she sleeps 26 hours per day and is so very tired during her wakeful periods. Note that she is taking several medications that cause fatigue/sleep issues as a side effect (and those are amongst the few she has admit to taking,) she has absolutely no sleep hygiene or schedule, she travels enough to exhaust anyone, and claims to barely eat.

literally two days later she's back in Disney. But more exciting, Henry's OFA scores came back and she is pumped that she can now train her dog to hold up her weight and pull her around, despite having no professional insight into how to train this safely - she's basically getting all her training knowledge from Alex and we've seen how much of a fuck she gives about her poor mutant dog's joints. But Henry's joints aren't fucked yet so hooray!
Shout out to Alex! Wouldn't be a trip to Florida without hanging out with some of its endemic wildlife.
Wow, her debilitating symptoms all fucked off when she went to Disney. It's a Mickey Mouse Miracle!
Here we are treated to a retrospective on how Henry's behavior improved since their first trip. Now if you go back to part 1 you will see she reported her dog is "fearless" and he wasn't distracted, and she showed that she dropped the leash several times and walked away for photo ops. But now she admits he was basically uncontrollable, had to be forced onto rides, barked incessantly, wouldn't listen to basic obedience commands, and wouldn't perform any of his "tasks" regardless of how high value the treat was. If your dog is refusing high-value treats he is either way too excited or way too anxious to be in this situation and it is not healthy for them, yet Jess continued to force this poor animal to go along as her accessory instead of either staying with him out of the parks or kenneling him. Note that there is a kennel
on property. But you know, she can't get attention for her fake disabilities if her only toy is locked in a kennel. Also note that it is infinitely more draining to try to control an unruly or fearful dog in a crowd than it is to walk with a calm and well-mannered one who is paying attention yet this didn't seem to slow her down at all at the time.

A few days after returning to Nashville and we're off on another trip - this time to Cancun where she posts a dozen pics of her frolicking in the ocean with her dog.


Complete with another attempt to reconcile her behavior with her claims.


Here she goes off her psych med, which she claims she's on for EDS, not a psychiatric disorder and has to very slowly taper off of it. According to one of the mods at IFGW this is likely Cymbalta and my Google Medical Degree confirms this is used off-label for pain. However Jess also has mental health issues out the wazoo as shown in the previous episode and was on an SSRI for depression then. However she's already stated that she had medications forced on her by doctors who didn't believe here (although did not specify but it's pretty easy to infer it was a psych drug) and just a few posts ago she mentioned her fear of being or being perceived as mentally ill. A week later she updates that she feels awful and almost (
almost) started taking it at her full dose but decided not to. A few days later, talking about being suicidal from pain.






And a few days after that, we're off again! This time to go to Colorado. To go hiking. For fucking real.


Including going high enough to hit snow in fucking May.
Of course, this means we get another long post about how she can reconcile the limitless energy she has on vacations with her claims of being unable to function at home.


And she makes sure to crash on the dirty-ass airport floor on the way home to prove she's super sick.
Gee, why would anyone doubt your story, Jess?

Translation: "I am self-absorbed, needy, and emotionally draining and no one wants to be around me."

Don't worry, all those icky emotions and near self-awareness goes away when two week after she gets home from Colorado, she jets off to Disney again.
Apparently, while gazing deeply into her navel earlier, she realized that she was giving away that her behavior is what drives people away, so here she has to explain that she actually never brings attention to her illness or expects people to cater to her, which her
entire instagram history up until now contradicts.




Earlier she claimed she was in talks with netflix about featuring Henry in a show. It looks like he did not make the cut there. However this is a hashtag for the documentary series
Dogs which announced it was casting a second season in June 2019 and we see that it worked. The second season has not yet been released so unknown if he got through casting.

This latest trip to the motherland is especially important in Jess's life as some goofy attention-seeking photos of her dog wearing various Disney props go viral and she ends up in more mainstream news outlets like
Yahoo.com,
Huffington Post,
Southern Living, and
Good Morning America.



After this she apparently gets a bunch of other girls asking how they, too, can turn their pets into real life service dogs for attention because she goes on a rant about training and the ADA.

And shows a video of Henry being attacked by another "service dog." It was obviously real although who was filming and why is a mystery. Are you at all surprised that the other "service dog" is owned by an emaciated young white girl? It's almost like we're seeing some kind of pattern. (second photo is to show off just how skinny this chick is.)

With all the extra attention she's been getting Jess decides she needs to make a series of posts about how she's really really super sick, so sick she can barely go to the grocery store, so sick she must rely on dog and husband to help with nearly every minor task, but sometimes the clouds part and she has a good day. N/s as to why these good days always coincide with vacations.








And that same day, she announces she did an interview with
The Dodo. (
archive)
And the literal next day she's off to Disneyland.

Where she promptly shows off how obscenely healthy she is.


(also celebrating that she got the coveted blue checkmark on Insta which she helpfully explains means that she is a public figure. Since she seems the type to screech and send Daddy Null a letter claiming she was going to sue him and/or me for this, I will just leave this here.)

And I'm pretty sure your dog is experiencing motion sickness and someone who claims being dizzy and nauseous 24/7 should skip out on a teacup spinner ride.
And probably also skip out on a boat ride. Might be perspective but looks like Henry's got his tail tucked between his legs here.

Publicity is still steadily rolling in and jess is elated that finally all the attention is on her and people other than her husband and the charlatan giving her vitamin water infusions believe she's sick.

Back home, Jess shits on doctors for not giving her every diagnosis, drug, and toy she wants on demand and for doubting her claims of constant pain and fatigue, then another blog where she cries about how people don't understand that she is very very sick.




Then jets off to Switzerland the
very next day, where she can run through fields and hike up mountains to her heart's content as once again her debilitating symptoms have miraculously fucked right off.


So remember in Part 1 when someone asked how she was diagnosed with POTS and even though she did not yet have hundreds of comments per post she conspicuously did not respond? Here's the answer: after an extremely traumatic experience she began to have breathing issues and nausea that were definitely not anxiety or trauma-related. She kept doctor shopping and being told she had anxiety so she went to Dr. Google to learn all about POTS. After determining that is what she had, she went to yet another doctor demanding a cardio referral (and admits she believes this doctor wanted her out of her office from which we can extrapolate that she was extremely calm and polite on this visit.) She swears she did nothing to influence the cardio's testing or diagnosis. But there are some problems with this story. First of all, some of the tests were self-reported and she knew what to say to get the diagnosis. To that end, the cardiologist was apparently unaware that Jess had already researched the diagnosis she wanted and the testing for it, and therefore knew what to do and say to manipulate the situation. She also mentions she was given "an inhaler" but not what it was. I'm going to guess albuterol since at the time she was going through this they chucked that at everyone who went in with a cough. Albuterol causes tachycardia. She was an adolescent at the time, and many adolescents do have POTS-like symptoms (even ones who don't have the raging anxiety issue and potential eating disorder Jess has) but grow out of it. And she benefitted from the fact that she did this before every young woman who wanted to bring her dog to school was banging on doors trying to get a POTS diagnosis. Really not difficult to see how she got this diagnosis. The best part of this caption is definitely where she claims that despite "knowing" she had POTS and researching it and knowing what tests she wanted, she claims she didn't know the criteria to be diagnosed so there was no way she could have manipulated the outcome. Okay, munchie.


She got home from Europe on July 10th and by July 15th, we're back in Disney. You know when I first scanned through her account to see if she was worth the work, I thought she was just reusing pics from old trips all the time. When i realized she was actually traveling every other week while claiming to be too sick and tired to brush her teeth when she's at home is when I realized she needed to be up here. It's hard enough to understand the locals who go every chance they get and they don't have to pack a suitcase, go through TSA, fly to Florida, then do it all in reverse a few days later.
Freedom apparently means barefoot running through the mountains in an ugly jumpsuit to celebrate that she has decided to go off
all her meds because scary chemicals and now she will demand salt water infusions and only salt water infusions. But her veins can't take peripherals much loner. Port, please! And here, right here, right now when she's admitting she's gone off all her meds (which per previous post included at least one SSRI, beta blockers, and one for anxiety), is when Jess starts to come
totally fucking unhinged in a spectacular way.


Poor dear always gets sick while shopping.



Vague post about how she is devastated over... something. But doesn't explain.

LOL JK her life is great and now that she has all sorts of things to do she isn't sick (but she's still sick).

Here she tells people that she's jealous, clingy, bitter, envies what everyone else has, self-absorbed, and doesn't care that someone died in the house fire because
she lost all her stuff and that's way more important than old so-and-so choking on smoke or roasting alive in an inferno.


On that happy note, she's writing a children's book!
She's off on another trip to California!
And then she's admitting illness is a great excuse to get out of things she doesn't want to do. See, with the post about how devastated she was followed by a lot of looking critically at her behavior, I have to wonder if Enabler put his foot down or gave some kind of ultimatum about the dissonance between constant expensive vacations where she has limitless energy and the reality at home where she claims she's too weak and sick to wash a dish. (Of course she claims this is all subconscious and not something she was doing on purpose and that she's working on learning the difference.)


But she's ANGRY that anyone would doubt her story or suggest she's not doing things to help herself get better! Don't they see how terrible it is that she's missing out on so much of her life? The fact that she wrote this as a caption on a photo of her on the beach - at least the ninth vacation she's been on in eight months - where she's just shown she's staying in a luxury hotel - just really makes it great.


Back in Nashville, she meets the Jonas Brothers. Gee, why would people think your illness has not been keeping you from life and you merely use it as an excuse to blow off family and friends you don't want to deal with?
In this post she lists some negative qualities she may have including being unreliable, self-absorbed, and impossible to relate to as most people do not live a dream life of traveling the world and having no other responsibilities to speak of. But she ultimately realizes the problem is everyone else sucks and she doesn't have to change. Won't someone please reach out to Jess so she doesn't have to face the horrors of
shopping at Sephora alone? (see also: unrelatable)



Here, Jess wonders why people only believe she's sick when she provides evidence that she is sick, and why they doubt her story when her entire social media presence contradicts her claims, but ultimately realizes that again, the problem is everyone else sucks and she doesn't have to change.


Happy breast cancer awareness month! Please pay attention to Jess because she almost maybe was a breast cancer warrior but then it turned out she did not have breast cancer. Just an extremely common benign cyst. Still, pay attention to Jess because she was worried about something for a few days.
People die from this, you narcissistic magpie.




And we're off on another trip! To remind us that she is sick, Jess claims Henry "alerted" while she was playing at an arcade so she took a break from her fun, but also emphasizes this doesn't happen often. Careful there, Jess. Some people might get the impression from this that you do not need a dog with you at all times.


That's right folks, you too can have your very own (plush) service dog! Start your munchlets young by teaching them that they do not need to work on becoming good people or productive members of society when they can just bring their dog to Disney instead.
Does not elaborate. Wonder if it was another 'GIB PORT PLZ'
Here Jess describes dysautonomia as like exercising all the time even when she's totally at rest. Sure, that's legit.

Here she tells people who complain about job stress and sleep deprivation from having to work full time and trying to juggle life, family, and staving off poverty is nothing like the deep fatigue she experiences daily but look, she still climbed a mountain! In Switzerland! So really, its
your fault your life sucks. Stop crying, crybabies.


Days later, her children's book is published. It's about her favorite topic: herself!


And even better, she's back at Disney! YAY!
She goes home and a short week later, back to Disney! YAY! Lol @ "aren't you there every day?"


Here Jess describes some sort of dissociative panic she goes into while driving, indicating she should be in therapy and probably back on her psych meds instead of driving. Takes a moment to make a dig at people who don't drop everything to try to calmly talk her down when she has an episode and instead either ignore her/tell her to get over it or get upset by it.



Poor Jess. No one understands her and she is very lonely, but she tries so hard to relate to we plebs and it's not her fault.



More mainstream media attention, this time fox news and
New York Post (archive) and dozens of minor outlets (mostly disney park or dog-related blogs) pick it up. Video goes viral.
And then a few weeks later, off to New York, deigning to spend the holidays with her family and bitching that her family expects her to like, act nice and do things.


New Merch! But she specifies it won't look like this one because only hers is cropped. if you wish to look like Jess you must crop your own shirt, peasant.
A banner day! A restaurant in Goshen, NY denies her service because she doesn't have ID for the dog. Jess is very upset because she felt like a spectacle and
"I don't ever want to feel like I'm a spectacle." No, you just don't want feel like things are not going your way. You
live to be a spectacle. Business backs down and apologizes once she brings it to the DOJ and the media.



But forget about that because she has once again been featured in
Southern Living!

Back to Disney (but she's very sad.)
Depressive mental state, body feels great tho. Followed by a post about how medication doesn't make her feel "validated" anymore therefore she does not take it. Guest appearance by Chronically.Court, everyone's favorite shaking, stuttering, coffee enema shilling, child frightening, oversaturated mountaineer, who tells Jess she is a true poet.





After a quiet February of occasional inconsequential dog posts and some depressive musing, Jess's usual routine of jetting off to Disney to escape whenever adult life gets a little icky comes to a grinding halt. And instead of featuring her vacations she now features what she does between them: lays in bed watching Disney+ while being waited on by her enabler and her dog. (on Henry's page she posts old Disney pics)
Oh Jess, people who went from working in offices to working at home joked about their pets being their coworkers because
they continued to work from home and therein lies the joke. You don't work. You malinger.
Another post justifying her shit behavior.


Followed by this glorious post, wherein she tells us what happened a few years ago when her enabler first started working from home full time and realized that Jess really does spend her entire days in her bedroom doing absolutely nothing except nap and watch TV, in contrast to his own habit of waking up and hitting the ground running to afford her preferred lifestyle. it took some "difficult conversations" before he stopped trying to make her do anything resembling adult life.

