I FINALLY got around to seeing Catfish, the documentary about a young man being taken in by an FIP. Of course this rouse was more elaborate, I feel the guys were SOOO respectful once they met the family, despite the huge feelings of betrayal they and especially the main guy, Haniv had to have felt. Somehow you can’t help but feel sorry for Angela, her dissatisfied life and her unhappiness, the desperate lengths that she would go through to escape, even if that meant being someone else and bringing an innocent into her fantasy.
The updates at the end almost made me cry…ergh…I wish I could explain why? Perhaps it is the love and forgiveness, that amazing capacity for being good.
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