At this point, they really should just rename VH1’s Couples Therapy as “No, Seriously, What Is Courtney Stodden‘s Problem?” because seriously, what happened there? What is the exact formula for parental failure that results in that? Well, after Courtney’s mother, Krista Keller, somehow ended up on the show (let’s just pretend this wasn’t her plan all along) she sat down with Dr. Jenn to specify how exactly she completely failed as a mother. Via Jezebel …
Krista says that Courtney began dressing provocatively “around 11 or 12″ when she wanted a pair of high heels. She allowed it and it just snowballed into exposed buttcheeks and clear bra straps. Krista figured that Courtney needed to just “express herself.” On one hand, her take on her daughter’s burgeoning libido—”I felt this is how God created her; he put these desires in her”—is refreshingly understanding. On the other, it seems like she opted to be the friend in this situation and not the parent by neglecting to give some kind of guidance in the incredibly murky area of adolescent sexuality. [...]
Krista acts like it’s not highly unusual or alarming for a middle-aged man to take an interest in a teenager, because she apparently had already been fielding offers from “police officers, sheiks, and attorneys trying to get ahold of her all the time.” What the f*ck does that even mean? Where’s the follow-up question to that one, Dr. Jenn? When she says “sheik” is she implying that Courtney was being recruited for one of those dangerous sex slave harems that they make Lifetime movies about?
And if you think that’s f*cked up, wait until you hear this: through a line of questioning, Dr. Jenn implies that Krista is perhaps in love with Doug. She was married when Doug and Courtney first got together, and this was her way of having a relationship with him. She’s separated now, so who knows what the future holds for these people?
You can watch the actual video on Jezebel, if you want to watch a clearly-desperate for attention woman spew bullsh*t out of her mouth in order to convince everyone that a teenager marrying a middle-aged man isn’t weird, and that she isn’t a horrifically neglectful mother for allowing her daughter to operate under a woefully misguided, immature notion of what sex is and how to do it safely and sanely.