justifiable reliance 💔: when the institution was the fucking cover

yo—
for the
professionals
acting fucking dumb.

101
✶ reliance →
when you
reasonably believe
that the relationship
(including whoever was
fucking “assigned”
to your account)
was fucking supervised,
goddamn compliant,
and in your best interest.

that belief
is why you sign,
transfer data,
attempt an IRA move,
and fund fucking policies.

✶

legal standards for dumbasses:

the whole point
of a fiduciary/professional
fucking environment
is that
i don’t have to fucking
rely only on my gut.
nah,
because
you rely on the
professional fucking safeguards
they advertise.
they induce that reliance,
and i paid
the fucking price.

✶

because no:

baby,
it wasn’t just
“my husband fucked around”—
it was a
licensed financial institution
with
their logo on the wall
creating the stage
where it could even happen.

you want me
to say i should’ve known.
that i should’ve
read the signs,
the way he lingered
with the troll,
the way she constantly
crossed fucking lines.
but here’s the thing:
i wasn’t just trusting him.
i was trusting the institution
that wrapped
the whole damn thing
in a professional
fucking bow.

you—
the financial firm
with your name
plastered on
the glass fucking building,
your brochures
in glossy-ass stacks,
your onboarding meetings
with both of us
in the fucking room,
your
“we’re fucking fiduciaries”
ethics pitch bullshit,
your financial breakdowns
with top advisors—
conducted with
my fucking family,
your codes of ethics.

i sat in those offices.
i signed those papers.
i handed over
my child’s medical records
for fucking life insurance.
i let you walk me
through retirement options,
i asked about
transferring my fucking ira.
because you presented
yourselves
as
fucking
professionals.
because
i was told
this was a system
with fucking rules,
oversight,
and goddamn fucking supervision.

you induced me
to fucking believe
i was protected —
that you wouldn’t
let some back-cubicle ass affair
derail my fucking finances,
my marriage,
my safety.
that you wouldn’t
put me in a position
where i’m
unknowingly funding
my own fucking abuse.

!!!!!!!!!

so yeah,
maybe i saw red flags.
but i told myself:
they’re financial experts.
they’d never let this happen.
and that is exactly
how you fucking got me.

reliance,
babe.

✶

so fucking weird.

doesn’t this shit look like—
fucking textbook
justifiable reliance:

in…
contract /
fraud /
fiduciary law terms?

fucking bizarre,
bro.

💀

✶

..

#finra 👻.

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