‘Married to Medicine’ Executive Producer is Tired of People Saying Toya Bush-Harris Needs a Job

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Toya Bush-Harris receives a lot of criticism.

Married to Medicine” star Toya Bush-Harris has had her fair share of feuds on the show. In fact, on the current season, she’s not in a good place with Dr. Contessa Metcalfe, Dr. Heavenly Kimes and Quad Webb. When it comes to Toya’s relationship with Contessa, they did start off friendly. However, Contessa’s past comments about Toya and Dr. Eugene Harris celebrating paying off tax debt didn’t sit well with Toya. Although Toya tried to explain why she found the comments hurtful, Contessa felt like Toya was overreacting. So they have had tension since. And Dr. Simone Whitmore thinks the root of the issue is that Toya doesn’t feel like Contessa respects her.

One person who doesn’t respect Toya for sure is Heavenly. During a recent review of the show on her YouTube channel, Heavenly broke down exactly why she doesn’t respect Toya. And she said the issue is how Toya treats Eugene. In Heavenly’s opinion, Toya isn’t really a helpmate to her husband. Heavenly also thinks Toya has bad spending habits and she has said that Toya needs a job.

As for Quad, she has also taken shots at Toya’s finances. And she accused Toya of taking out a personal loan to have a pool installed in her custom-built house.  So in Quad’s opinion, Toya barely got the house that she’s currently living in.

With all three making comments about Toya and Eugene’s finances, some fans of the show have also adopted the perspective that Toya needs to get a job to help Eugene out more. Interestingly enough, one of the executive producers of “Married to Medicine” has just about had it with people making this claim. So he clapped back.

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