Caroline⚾

Meghan Markle is truly on a roll collecting tragedies like they’re part of some emotional loyalty program. Suicidal thoughts? Check. Miscarriage? Check. Racism? Absolutely. Archie’s cord around his neck? Of course. Postpartum preeclampsia? Naturally. So when’s the C-section story dropping? Maybe with an exclusive on how she “almost died” but powered through with “unimaginable strength.” We’ve had the palace oppression saga, the curtsy confusion, the avocado trauma, and the silence she somehow endured while on Oprah. She’s turned every life event—real or not—into a sob story meant to manipulate public sympathy. What’s next? PTSD from wearing a tiara? A panic attack from being called “Duchess”? Don’t be shocked if she claims she survived a near-drowning while meditating or that the sun gave her anxiety during her pap stroll. Let’s call it what it is: calculated, manipulative, and insulting to people who’ve actually lived through real pain without a Netflix deal. Meghan Markle isn’t some misunderstood heroine—she’s a fraud. A compulsive liar wrapped in designer victimhood, using tragedy as currency. And frankly, the world’s running low on sympathy for someone who treats suffering like a PR prop.