“I hope you die!” she told her former babysitter.
Her first wedding took place on the beach.
She thinks her new look is “a little rebellious.”
Despite her humble birth on July 1, 1967, in Ladysmith, British Columbia, to a waitress and jack-of-all-trades, the brunette in the photo’s birth was reported in a newspaper. She was the first centennial baby.
She went on to have an extraordinary life sparked by another instance of being in the right place at the right time. However, she first had to survive a traumatic childhood of violence and abuse.
Her parents were 17 and 19 when they had her and still went out occasionally. Somewhere between the ages of four and eight, she had a female babysitter who molested her for around a year.
The babysitter “sexualized” the girl at a very young age, making her play inappropriate games. One day, the caretaker told her because she is a “bad girl,” Santa Claus would not visit her that year.
“I ran after her in tears, calling her a liar… and clumsily stabbed her with a candy-cane-striped pen in her chest,” she penned in her memoir. “‘I hope you die!’ I screamed through tears.”
The female predator died in a car accident following her graduation not long after. On hearing the news, the girl came to believe it was her doing, that she had some extraordinary power. She carried this with her for her “entire young life,” eventually confiding in her mom and dad.
Her parent’s volatile relationship would also cause her to act out. Once, when the couple was fighting, she tried to divert attention away from it by telling her younger brother to hide while she convinced the town that he was missing.
Her father would dole out cruel punishments. When she went against his wishes to have her kittens in the house, he placed them in a paper bag and drowned them in the ocean. “I felt like I died that night, too,” she remembers.
Between ages 12 and 14, she was sexually assaulted twice, and a boyfriend kicked her out of a moving car. She once stopped her father from assaulting her mom further by punching him.
The young brunette became known as “Blue Zone Girl” when she was spotted on a jumbotron at a football game, but she would soon be renowned worldwide by her real name, Pamela Anderson.
A beer company scouted her as a spokesmodel, leading to a Playboy shoot. A “Home Improvement” role brought her into the mainstream, but she became a superstar portraying CJ on “Baywatch.”
Her whirlwind romance with drummer Tommy Lee crescendoed into a wedding on the beach in Cancun, Mexico, in 1995, where she wore a white string bikini and he was in trunks. The couple had two children, Dylan Jagger and Brandon Thomas.
The footage they made during their honeymoon was stolen and sold as one of the first sex tapes of the internet era. The actress has never watched the tape but has felt its effects. She wrote how it “ruined lives,” starting with their relationship.
Lee was jailed for four months after he was found guilty of spousal abuse, and they divorced in 1998. She filed for full custody of the children in 2012, claiming that he was emotionally and physically abusive towards them.
Anderson has experienced a resurgence in her career. She has taken back the narrative surrounding her crafted by the media with a memoir, “Love, Pamela,” and participating in the companion Netflix documentary.
Returning to her coastal hometown of Ladysmith, Anderson found a “healing space” with its “crazy calmness.” With limited paparazzi on the island, she feels protected. She lives alone with her five dogs.
“I live a more romantic life now that I’m alone than I did in relationships,” Anderson said of the home she made in her grandparent’s old farmhouse.
The humanitarian runs through the waves on the beach adjoined to her property year-round. When not working, she keeps busy in the 15,000-square-foot vegetable and rose garden and has taken up pottery. “I’m very crafty. I didn’t realize,” she said.
In an interview with People in January 2023, she conceded that she would like to have someone to share her life but that it tended to be a case of her catering to her partner’s needs. After Lee, she wed Kid Rock and married Rick Salomon twice (one of which was annulled).
Her most recent marriage to Dan Hayhurst lasted only a few months and ended in 2021. The “V.I.P.” star has learned that she does not need a man to bring her roses:
“I’ve just planted a hundred rose bushes. I can get them any time I want — and they’re my favorite roses.”
She told Elle in August 2023 that the early morning hours were her favorite time. Anderson spends this time writing a newsletter, though she quipped she does this to distract herself from writing long, rambling emails to her sons.
Just as gardening and writing in the mornings replaced the party lifestyle she enjoyed at the height of her fame, so has her signature beauty look morphed into something else.
She was known for big blond hair, thin brows, and heavy eye makeup with tiny outfits that were, by her own account, “wild and uninhibited.” Anderson added:
“I don’t know if it was a defense mechanism or what. I just thought, ‘I’m going to have fun.’”
Over the past few years, she has been sporting a more stripped-down beauty look, sometimes looking like she is not wearing makeup. Following the death of her makeup artist, Alexis Vogel, she started taking a new approach. She explained:
“She was the best. And since then, I just felt, without Alexis, it’s just better for me not to wear makeup.”
The star might have turned her back on the signature look, but a new generation of people have rediscovered her Y2K style and #Pamcore trends frequently on TikTok.
The animal lover contends that her beauty update is “freeing, and fun, and a little rebellious too.” When she looks in the mirror, she feels “rooted for.” Pamela Anderson says she is in a good place.
MOM PUSHES DAUGHTER TO LEAVE HOME FOR FAVORING SON – WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WILL SHOCK YOU
John and Mary were a conservative couple who strongly believed that boys were more important than girls. They had two kids—Junior, their son, and Lydia, their daughter. From the start, they treated Junior as the favorite, giving him more attention and love while ignoring Lydia.
Everyone in their neighborhood knew about John and Mary’s old-fashioned views. They openly favored Junior, thinking that as the son, he deserved everything. Lydia, on the other hand, was often overlooked and made to feel unimportant.
As Lydia grew older, she became tired of being treated this way. Eventually, she decided to leave home to live her own life, away from her parents’ favoritism.
Meanwhile, Junior grew up spoiled and entitled. Since he had always been given whatever he wanted, he didn’t learn responsibility or respect. Over time, he became a burden to John and Mary. He was always in trouble, making their lives difficult.
In the end, the couple realized their mistake. They had pushed away their daughter, who could have brought joy to their lives, and now, they were stuck dealing with the consequences of spoiling their son. Karma had finally caught up to them.
Lydia often felt like she was invisible to her parents, only noticed when chores needed to be done. While Junior was showered with love, gifts, and attention, Lydia’s needs were often dismissed. One day, she approached her mother with a simple request.
“Mom, my last pair of good pants just got ripped,” Lydia said hesitantly. “Can I have some money to buy a new pair?”
Her mother barely looked up. “No, you can’t,” she replied curtly. “We just bought your brother a new PlayStation console, and it wasn’t cheap. You’ll have to make do with what you have for now.”
Lydia stood there in silence, hurt and frustrated. This wasn’t the first time her needs were pushed aside for Junior’s luxuries, and she knew it wouldn’t be the last. While her brother received expensive gifts, she couldn’t even get a basic necessity like clothes. It was clear to Lydia that, in her parents’ eyes, her brother’s happiness mattered more than hers.
As Lydia grew older, her situation only worsened. That same day, her mother handed her a pair of scissors and instructed her to cut off her pants at the knees to hide the tear. “There,” her mother said, satisfied with the quick fix. “Now no one will know.”
This moment was just another reminder of how little her needs mattered in the household. Over time, her brother Junior received even more attention, privileges, and gifts, while Lydia was still expected to do all the chores around the house. She became the family’s housemaid, responsible for cleaning up after everyone and ensuring things ran smoothly.
Junior noticed how much power he had over their parents and quickly began to take advantage of it. He would order Lydia around, treating her like a servant. And when Lydia stood up for herself or got into an argument with him, their parents always took Junior’s side. They punished her to keep him happy, even if he was at fault.
Lydia felt trapped. She was constantly pushed aside and disrespected, but no one seemed to care. All she could do was endure, hoping for a day when things might change.
The tension between Lydia and Junior grew worse as time passed. One day, in a heated argument, Junior let slip the cruelest words Lydia had ever heard from him.
“I hate you, Lydia! It would’ve been better if I were the only child. Then Mom and Dad wouldn’t have to waste time on you!”
Lydia was hurt but refused to back down. “I wish that too, Junior! Then maybe you’d have to clean up your own mess instead of bossing me around, or better yet, let Mom and Dad do it for you!”
Her sharp reply only made Junior angrier. He stormed off, filled with even more resentment. Lydia knew that standing up for herself would always make things harder at home, but she refused to let her brother crush her spirit.
The only time she truly felt peace was during the summers when she stayed with her grandfather. Those visits were her escape from the constant fighting and unfair treatment. Her grandfather treated her with love and respect, giving her the care her parents never did. It was her only reprieve in a world where she felt invisible.
Lydia’s parents barely reacted to her decision to stay longer with her granddad. “Alright, if that’s what you want,” her dad said indifferently. It was clear they were more focused on Junior’s needs and activities, and Lydia staying away seemed to be one less thing for them to worry about.
At her grandfather’s house, Lydia found a new sense of peace and freedom. Her granddad adored her and gave her the love and attention she had always craved. He took her shopping, and for the first time in a long time, Lydia had new clothes that made her feel good about herself. It was a small but powerful gesture that showed her how much her granddad truly cared.
As the days passed, Lydia became more sure of her decision. Life with her grandfather was so much better than the life she had left behind. The thought of returning home to serve her brother and be ignored by her parents no longer appealed to her.
One day, while chatting with her granddad, Lydia made a bold choice. “Grandpa, I don’t want to go back home. I want to stay here with you.”
Her grandfather smiled warmly. “You’re always welcome here, Lydia. This is your home now if you want it to be.”
With that, Lydia finally felt the love and stability she had been missing for so long. She no longer felt like the forgotten child, and for the first time, she felt truly free.
Lydia had hoped her parents would miss her, or at least show some concern, but their enthusiasm for her staying away hurt more than she expected. Their quick agreement, especially her father’s eagerness to send over her things, made it clear how little they valued her presence.
Despite the pain, Lydia chose to focus on the positive aspects of living with her granddad. She thrived under his care, enjoying the freedom to be herself and the love he showered on her. Over time, she stopped waiting for her parents to call. When they did, the conversations were short and felt distant, more like formalities than genuine check-ins.
Their calls, once frequent, eventually dropped to just two per month. Lydia accepted the reality — her parents had always favored her brother, and that wasn’t going to change. But in her grandfather, she found the family she had always deserved, and for the first time, she felt at peace with her new life.
Lydia was heartbroken once again. Her parents had always put Junior first, and now they were denying her a place to stay because they believed in his future as a musician. “So, where am I supposed to go?” she asked, holding back tears.
“Maybe you can stay with your grandpa for a while,” her mother suggested casually. “He’s always been good to you.”
Lydia realized then that no matter how hard she tried, her parents would never prioritize her. It had always been about Junior, and it wasn’t going to change. She hung up the phone, feeling more alone than ever.
Fortunately, her grandfather welcomed her with open arms, just as he always had. He provided her with a place to stay and encouraged her to keep going. “You don’t need them, Lydia. You’ve always been strong, and you’ll make your own way in life,” he told her.
Lydia decided to focus on building her career and future, knowing that her worth wasn’t tied to her parents’ approval. Meanwhile, Junior continued to chase his dreams, with his parents backing him at every step. But fate had other plans for him.
Lydia could sense their sudden change in tone. After years of neglect, her parents were now reaching out—but only because they had heard about the inheritance.
“I’m fine, Dad,” Lydia responded, keeping her emotions in check.
“We heard about your grandpa’s passing, and we’re so sorry we couldn’t make it to the funeral,” her father said. “It must have been a tough time for you. Anyway, we also heard about the inheritance… and we were thinking it would be great if you could share some of that with your family, especially Junior. You know how much potential he has.”
Her mother chimed in, “It would really help him launch his music career. We all made sacrifices for him, Lydia, and this could be your way of helping him succeed.”
Lydia couldn’t believe what she was hearing. After all the years of neglect, they still saw her only as a way to support Junior. But this time, things were different. Lydia had finally learned to value herself, thanks to her grandfather’s love and support.
“I’m sorry, but I won’t be giving any of the money to Junior,” Lydia said firmly. “Grandpa left it to me because he believed in me, not because he wanted me to fund someone else’s dreams. I’m going to use it to build my own life.”
Her parents were taken aback. “Lydia, don’t be selfish,” her mother snapped. “Family helps family.”
Lydia took a deep breath. “Family should support each other, but you never supported me. I’ve spent enough time being ignored and overlooked. Now, it’s my turn to live for myself.”
With that, Lydia hung up, feeling a new sense of freedom. She knew she didn’t need her parents’ approval anymore. She had everything she needed to build a future on her own terms, and she knew her grandpa would be proud.
Lydia was stunned by her mother’s bluntness. After years of being overlooked and neglected, her family’s priorities were clearer than ever. They had never really cared about her—they only saw her as someone to help Junior.
“That’s why you called?” Lydia asked, her voice heavy with disbelief.
“Of course, why else would we call? You’re obviously doing fine,” her mother responded, completely unfazed.
In that moment, Lydia realized that she had been holding on to the hope that her parents would eventually see her worth. But now, it was clear they never would. They only cared about Junior’s success, not her well-being.
“No, Mom,” Lydia said firmly. “I won’t be sending any money. This is the last time you’ll treat me like this.”
Her mother huffed, “Lydia, don’t be ridiculous. Family helps each other.”
“Family *should* help each other,” Lydia replied. “But you’ve only ever helped Junior. I’m done being ignored.”
With that, Lydia hung up the phone and made the decision to cut ties with her family. She moved on with her life, determined to build her future on her own terms, free from the toxic expectations that had weighed her down for so long. It was a difficult choice, but it was the only way she could truly live for herself.
Years after severing ties with her family, Lydia received a surprising call from her parents. They wanted to apologize for the way they had treated her, but Lydia was wary. She suspected there was more to their message.
“Why have you really reached out to me?” Lydia asked, her voice calm but firm.
Her mother’s voice trembled with desperation. “Your brother stole a huge amount of money from the family safe and has disappeared. We are penniless and we need your help!”
Lydia felt a mix of emotions—anger, sadness, and a touch of sympathy. Despite the pain and resentment she had felt over the years, she chose to extend a gesture of forgiveness.
“I’ll send you some money to help you get back on your feet,” Lydia said. “But I need you to understand this: I’m not coming to your aid again. You need to learn from this. I forgive you, but I won’t forget how you treated me.”
Her parents thanked her profusely, but Lydia knew the forgiveness was as much for her own peace of mind as it was for them. She hoped this would be a lesson for them, and she moved forward, determined to maintain her boundaries while continuing to build a life she was proud of.
Never play favorites with your children. John and Mary chose to favor their son, Junior, while neglecting their daughter, Lydia. This favoritism led to Junior becoming spoiled and selfish, eventually causing his parents a great deal of pain.
Forgiveness isn’t easy, but it’s important. Lydia could have left her parents struggling for all the years they ignored her, but she chose to forgive them and help them financially. By taking the higher road, she maintained her own peace of mind and gave her parents a chance to realize their mistakes. Forgiveness can make a big difference.
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