Brae. A gay woman's tale!

As part of my ongoing training regime … I am meant to do crunchies on one of these balls at the gym … but I am so bad at it, it’s embarrassing.

So … I decided to buy one to practice on at home … I blew it up (thankfully a foot pump was included) … and decided to have a wee go … I sat on it …  rolled off and thumped my head on the white drawers at the side of the bloody thing!

Sprout was barking, I was swearing, the cats ran for their lives …

I guess I will try again tomorrow!

A few times now I have received messages from friends to say my ex has been seen at such and such… mainly concerts. Please do not do this.

I don’t care what she is up to… or with whom. She is not in my life now and never will be again. Her lies and omissions, are unforgivable to me. I don’t want her any where near my life… and her latest fuck buddy is welcome to her.

My life is moving along quite nicely and I intend to keep it that way. Some people are just not morally or ethically healthy enough to be in it. So please stop messaging me with “sightings”… I really don’t want to know.

For those of you that still have her on Social Media… then feel free to do so, but please do not mention anything about me. She lost the right to know anything about my life a long time ago, when I discovered the woman I thought she was never really existed… she can, in the purest of terms… Fuck off.