The upshot of being depressed for a week and then being sick for a week, is that I came back and all of my "enemies" had continued to shit themselves so badly, the entire time, without me being involved, that randos are now reaching out to be to apologize for "not seeing" what I was saying about the fucking Glee Club in the first place.
The truth? She defends me... and "tiii-iii-iime, is on mah side, yess it issss...."