The horror continued last night, as viewers watched Leah Messer continue to unravel, on Teen Mom 2.
Leah’s segments start off with a bang, when little Aleeah dramatically complains about the contents of their fridge, and storms outside to throw herself on the grass. Things go downhill from there, with Leah’s aired time spent rambling on about her emotionally draining, sad plight. Her bleary gaze, speech, appearance, and house all scream a young mother becoming, or rather existing, unglued.
Leah blames Ali’s illness, and custody issues with her ex, Corey Simms, for kicking in her old standby—anxiety symptoms. Our final look at Leah is heartbreaking, as we witness a barely conscious mother, call in her sister to pick up her daughters, claiming unstable exhaustion. Leah slurs that she once again feels, “emotionally drained” and afraid about the future.
She appears higher than a kite, as she burrows under a blanket, and passes out.
MTV jumps us over to Corey Simms receiving his happy custody news, only to flash us back gratuitously, to an alleged junkie, passed out in a dirty house.
Reportedly, Simms and MTV recently clashed, over the network filming the drugged mother of his children, and not intervening, in order to protect his daughters. I wonder if MTV would have stood in the yard and filmed Messer driving away to pick up her girls—if she hadn’t cried “exhaustion” first? Simms should be irate at MTV—and for good reason. Teen Mom 2 is supposed to be a reality show, committed to raising awareness about the struggles of young motherhood. Leah is going on her SECOND season as an undercover purported drug user, who recklessly uses the words “anxiety” and “depression,” like drinking game prompts.
Messer carries on the charade on social media, where she claims an indignant and honest crusade against “anxiety.” It’s no surprise that Leah typically goes radio silent on Twitter during the episodes. Leah’s “low points” are on rinse and repeat, with no culpability from anyone surrounding the spectacle.
The after-shows invite no honest responses about the just viewed nightmare, with only softball questions tossed to a nervous Messer. There is no honesty, and little truth in awareness to Leah’s story. It is all a shameful, backhanded game, crafted to enable and exploit an apparent addict who is negligent, and even dangerous, to her children. MTV checks keep the sad party going—as cameras swoop in, to film the droopy-eyed, hillbilly struggle. How many more seasons will this go on? SHAME on you, MTV.
Corey and Leah recently agreed to a new joint custody agreement, but I believe that most would agree, that Corey and his wife Miranda, would be infinitely better for Ali and Aleeah.
Is Leah past her latest televised “low point?” Maybe. But I shudder to think of Leah’s reality, when the cameras aren’t rolling.