I've never seen you this defensive, Thrill. You've got your back against the ropes and your arms covering your face (why bother? You're not much to look at).
I can see why Ukan stalked you online for so long. Psychopaths and sociopaths often have obsessive compulsive traits, and your hysteria would've triggered him. I can also see why it was so easy for him to expose you. He must've loved throwing you to the wolves.
"I said I dated them for sex mostly"
So what else did you get from these gullible fools? C'mon, Thrill, you're neither attractive nor intelligent enough to land yourself a big fish, so I'd be expecting you to boast about the smaller gains an ugly manipulator is able to make. The less you have, the more you tend to boast. Did you get a free feed, a box of Jim Beam?
"lol, I get more than that a month"
Yes, I do remember you insisting that "This is not the USA, darlin.' The Australian government is much more generous than the US government. I get $1400 a month and then some."
That would probably still put you under the poverty line, Thrill. See, it's those words: "and then some" that does it, because those words imply that you don't get all that MUCH more than $1400 per month, and that the exact sum varies. You won't be taking too many holidays on the Isle of Capri anytime soon.
"The first people the cops look at, when a kid dies, are the parents. Killing my daughter would be too high a risk"
Very true. It's still possible, though, if you reeeeeeeeeealllllly dislike the responsibility. Alternatively, you could just walk out of Mummy's house one day and never come back. What, you don't have an escape plan for the day your super-evil extortion/embezzlement/fraud schemes are exposed? You really have nowhere to go when your evil crimes are traced back to you? No one who will hide you, no fake passport? No overseas contacts? No Swiss bank accounts?
Yeah, I know. Those last questions were satirical. You don't need an escape plan. No fed will come knocking at your door, or kicking at it. There's no one monitoring your every move, planning to one day take you down and make you the most notorious fraudster Australia's ever seen. All that'll ever happen is that you'll some day receive a letter from Centrelink informing you that you've been overpaid, and that you are required by law to repay the Australian government. Don't worry: you're legally allowed to repay them at a rate of as little as $5.00 a week. Living with Mummy, I'm sure you can afford that.
"Interesting that you automatically assume I haven't acted upon them, even though I've never said I haven't."
Didn't you claim - over and over again - to have beaten the shit out of your boyfriend? That's right - and then you manipulated HIM into turning HIMSELF in. AFTER you beat the shit out of HIM. I hope you hid the bruises well.
Thrill, abuse often leads to violent thoughts in the abused. When they act on them, though, they're often doing so as Battered Spouses or Battered Children. And they don't stop when the shit's kicked out their abuser. They usually kill the fucker. By the time the police arrive, they tend to be in a completely sane state of mind, despite being clinically insane during the killing. That's why so many of them end up in jail. Their violent thoughts, however, have usually preceded the actual killing by months or years. You claim to have experienced violent thoughts since childhood (BTW, Thrill, that's completely normal. We ALL experience violent thoughts, even those of us who weren't abused as children. You're not special. Sorry to be the one to break that to you, but at the ripe old age of forty, you really should've figured that out. If anyone's been letting you continue to believe yourself special, they're cruel and should be the next subject in your violent schemes).
"No, but I can give my opinion and, in my opinion, you definitely have HPD."
Your attempts at insult are actually getting weaker. Now how in the fuck is that happening? I was so sure that you were already dead, but it would appear that your pulse is still fluttering. Jesus, your poor daughter: you're going to be one of those people who, once diagnosed with terminal cancer due to a lifetime of poor lifestyle choices, continues to cling desperately to life, fearful of what comes after, and who leaves a pile of bills upon her final breath of life, aren't you?
Your opinion, as you've told countless others, doesn't count. If it did, I wouldn't care. A histrionic would just assume that you were jealous of him or her and that your attempt to apply a label to his or her persona via his or her personality was just a projection of your own insecurities. Beyond your internet scrolling, you have absolutely no knowledge of psychology or psychiatry. I won't fault you for your zealous interest; I just wonder why you don't do something USEFUL with that interest. A career in either specialization would actually earn you a decent wage. You could finally move out of Mother's into a place of your very own - and maybe you wouldn't even have to rely on a man to support you.