/ot/ - off-topic

I have a really crazy story to tell and if you check the latest Ash thread, you'll understand. Also let's make this a crazy story thread.

Here's a background: three women and I met through a Facebook group for people who suffer from Dysautonomia and POTS.

The main antagonist is named Angela. She came up with the idea of taking a vacation together as her parents own a timeshare in Orlando, FL. The timing coincided with a Christian fundie conference through IHOP, International House of Prayer. Everyone on the trip were fundie Christians but me. I told them repeatedly I had no interest in the conference and they said ok, come anyway.

Other characters: me, a woman named Lynne and another woman named Lori.

Lori had MS, mast cell disease, POTS and gastroparesis. Angela had gastroparesis too. The both of them had g tubes. Lynne had POTS and dumping syndrome. I just have hyper-POTS.

From the beginning of the trip, I knew these girls were somewhat off. Angela constantly complained about how she felt ill and claimed no medications helped her, so she didn't take any.

Lynn swore up and down the TSA took her Splenda because Obama had her on a watch list since she was a gun owner. Or yanno, the TSA took her box of Splenda because it's a freaking powdered substance.

Lori was more or less ok. Can't really say anything negative about her.

One day, while the women were out at the IHOP conference, I decided to see my aunt and my sick, now deceased uncle in Tampa. I took a bus there and I stayed with my aunt for two days.

One day, my cousin takes me out to eat and we ended up at a place called Hamburger Mary's, which is a bar and restaurant that does drag shows regularly.

[I should mention that I was/am into makeup and would wear it every day on the trip before going out anywhere]

I decide to post about going to Hamburger Mary's, how cool it was, and how much fun I had.

After spending my two days with my aunt, my aunt and cousin drove me back to Orlando from Tampa as I was due to fly back home from Orlando airport a couple of days afterward.

When I got to the timeshare, I was told I was not allowed in the room and that the keys have been changed. I was not allowed access because Angela's parents owned the timeshare and she wanted to ban me from the room because she thought I was a transgendered individual.

Why? because I wore makeup and she wasn't sure of my "real" identity despite the fact Angela and the other women had seen me in bathing suits [the timeshare had a pool outside], pajamas, and me in a towel after showers and such. And I only found out the real reason for the lockout after I got home.

Since I had a lot of my items in the room, I called Angela and told her to get her ass down to the timeshare or else I was going to call the cops.

My aunt and cousin stayed with me the whole time, and they were rightfully pissed as well.

I made Angela let me in the room and my aunt told me to take all my things and that I was coming home from her. So I grabbed all of my stuff while the three other girls were crying and begging me not to leave. I told them off and ask them why I should stay when I got treated like crap.

I ended up staying with my aunt for another four days and had to change my flight, which I got charged for. Angela bitched at me because she wanted to pay me for the internet at the timeshare even though she was the only one who wanted it. I told her no.

Angela also made me push her in a wheelchair everywhere we went and all the other women ganged up on me, saying that the devil was inside me, I should beg for forgiveness from them, saying I couldn't possible be ill because I could get up and walk without complaining. Basically, it was a bunch of bullshit. I didn't have to prove anything to them, I'm the kind of person who would rather collapse and die than admit I'm too sick to do something.

So, I fly home after changing my flight and I get a bunch of FB messages from the women. That's when I found out they thought I was trans and decided to change the room keys. I said I am not trans and that even if I were it wasn't their business. I told them all to get a life and never talked to them again.