my mental health update

She didn’t check into the mental ward because she was “unstable.” She checked in because her ex-boyfriend texted her: “I miss us.” That was the final straw. This doll — let’s call her Valentina — had survived everything: bad dates, cheap cologne, men who say “I’m not like other guys,” but THIS ex… THIS ONE… was her villain origin story. He was the type who would: • say “I’m mature now” • then throw a tantrum because she didn’t like his Instagram post He’d cheat on her with someone who still uses “😜” unironically. He’d tell her she was “too emotional,” but he cried when his favorite streamer lost a Fortnite match. So when he popped back into her life, she snapped. The nurses asked her why she needed the straitjacket. She said: “It’s not for me. It’s to stop me from driving to his house and returning all the lies he left in my closet.” She sits there, makeup smudged, tongue out, flipping off the universe: “This is for the time he said ‘I didn’t cheat, I just entertained.’ Boy… ENTERTAIN THIS.” She leans back against the padded wall, sighs dramatically: “Mental Health Update: I’m not crazy. I’m just allergic to my ex.” And the moment she gets released? She’s blocking him again — for sport. #Barbie #Barbie #Babies