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Hey guys. I'm a subscriber and moderator for a couple big YouTubers, and there was this Black woman who was also a subscriber and moderator for one YouTuber in particular. I won't give names, but I thought I was cool with her. I never flirted with her or had any sort of argument with her, but one day she blew up at me about liking everyone's comments ubder her post and there was only like 7 comments. I didn't catch onto what she was doing at forst but I didn't understand why she was upset about me doing something benign like liking everyone's comment without stating why that was a problem. Fast forward, I think I may have done the same thing again, not thinking how that would be a issue, really it isn't one, and eventually I stopped seeing her posts on my timeline but didn't realize she had blocked me. I even sent her a post wishing her success in her life. A couple months went by and I got suspicious and clicked on my DM's and clicked on her profile. I was blocked.

Even though this happened more than two years ago, I believe that the Black woman in question is a narcissist. She got mad I was giving her followers a like and she literally MANUALLY SCRUBBED THROUGH EVERYONE'S COMMENT TO SEE WHO WAS LIKING THEIR COMMENTS and then Dm'ed me asking why I liked everyone's comments.

That is some psychotic ass shit to do to be that obsessed over other people getting a little attention on your page, people who I didn't even know let alone talk to, bot even in her comments. She basically fabricated a reason to be mad at me because I wasn't doing what she wanted me to (without ever expressing her thoughts to me). And I'm just figuring this out more than 2 years later! As a virgo, I'm glad my smarts allowed me to figure out this mystery but it took me quite a while to do so. Of course, it's not like I was thinking about this person for 2 years straight. Something just clicked in my head about 50 minutes ago.

Also, please don't mis the fact that I didn't do anything to her or behind her back. I used to think she may have had a disdain for me and was only pretending to be friendly, but that didn't seem to fully explain her behaviors. And right as I was done thinking about that, the thought that I was dealing with a female narcissist popped into my head.

If she had never did that little outburst and confronted me about liking people's comments under her post months prior before she had blocked me, I don't think that I would have been able to come to this conclusion.

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"Stagecoach" Mary Fields, America's first Black female postal worker, was known for her fearless delivery of mail across hundreds of miles in the dangerous Wild West.

Born a slave in the 1830s in the South, Fields found work with the help of a nun named Mother Amadeus after the Civil War. Initially, she worked in an Ohio convent, then moved to St. Peter’s Convent in Montana.

Despite working among nuns, Fields was far from nun-like. She was a regular visitor to saloons, smoked cigars, got into brawls, and wasn't shy to use her guns. After an altercation with a janitor at St. Peter’s, she was set up by Mother Amadeus with a job at the U.S. Postal Service in 1895.

Fields, the first Black woman and only the second woman overall to hold a mail route in the U.S., demonstrated great resilience and courage. In her 60s, she dutifully protected her mail with a rifle and a revolver, unfazed by danger.

She often traveled 300 miles a week to cover her route. In snow, she would strap on her snowshoes and carry the mail in a sack across her shoulders, ensuring it reached its destination.

Her commitment to her job and strong character made her a local hero in Cascade, Montana. She was the only woman allowed to drink at the local bar who wasn't a sex worker, ate for free at the Cascade Hotel, and the townspeople built her a new home when hers burned down.

After eight years of mail delivery, she started a laundry business. Upon her death in 1914, the Cascade community held one of the largest funerals the town had ever witnessed in her honor.