I joined twitter in january 2011. i was at home with a small child and contemplating my next move of what to do in life. Id heard lots about twitter, so signed up to try and fill in the boredom and loneliness of being a single mum to 2 small children. I made the schoolboy error of following all celebrities and not following any “regular” twitter folk back! what a faux pas i made there!!! inevitably, i found twitter extremely shit and closed my account. in March 2011, i decided to give twitter another go as i was bored, i tried a different approach – following normal people and very few celebs. within a week i was hooked. I realised there were a significant amount of twitter cliques and several started to pull me in with good banter and lots of “counts” thrown in for good measure. I didn’t like the self proclaimed twitter celebs – who were normal folk like moi and thou, yet they never followed back and often tweeted stolen jokes from others. Anyways… i procrastinate…
So , i found a group of people i seemed to fit in with and we all chatted daily. Soon, a girl within the group and i began chatting a lot. She was at home a lot with her twin daughters and me with my son, whilst the other was at school.This girl, Emma (she wont mind me naming and shaming haha), has turned into my best friend. Its crazy to think 2 years ago i never knew this girl and couldn’t point to her island on a map – yet now i have BEEN to her island and would be lost without her in my life. So for that twitter, i thank you xxx💋💋💋💋
Four months into my twitter addiction, a guy came onto the scene via the infamous “DM” box. He was someone i followed due to his sheer “don’t give a fuck attitude”. If i say the word “Bradders”, a lot of you will know who i am talking about. Bradders always initiated our DMs, he would ask how i was, or tell me i was pretty and we would talk on a more serious level away from prying eyes of the twitter timeline. We openly bantered each other across the twitter timeline and would speak more and more frequently. Joking and laughing, i liked him. By July 2011, Bradders asked for my phone number and would call me several times a day for hours at a time. REALLY INTENSE! we would laugh, joke, rip each other, do impressions of random shit down the phone and tell funny stories. I REALLY liked this guy. 💛
He admitted he had feelings too but obviously we needed to meet to see what was what.
So in August 2011, he was up in my neck of the woods with his parents to visit his sick relative. He asked if id like to meet up and drove over an hour out of his way to pick me up and we went to nandos cos we both bum loved that place. MY first impressions of him were bait shocked as he looked bait different from the couple of pics id seen of him on twitter, but he looked a cheeky choppy and we chatted easily and laughed. He was a total gent and you know what?- He was SOOOO much quieter than id imagined. As he drove me hoe , he asked for directions back to mine as he didn’t know leicester. I’ve never told anyone this but i told him the longest route back as i didn’t want him to go. I was already falling.
He dropped me home and from that moment on he was mega intense, calling , texting, tweeting etc. I did notice he was tweeting other girls offering to meet up , but when i asked him about this (i.’m a direct kinda chick), he played it down and just claimed it was twitter banter not real life and he said i was the only girl he’d met off there. He said “it was on between us”.👯
A month after all that, i had some major personal shit kicking off and asked Bradders for abit of a break from the constant communication barrage. He went stone cold dead silent.
I then noticed he was chatting ALOT to a girl id been mates with from the start – she was moving in on my man. They openly spoke about phoning each other etc. I was gutted and basically ended it with bradders, telling him i wasn’t down for getting messed around and wished them both well.
WELL THAT WASNT GOOD ENOUGH WAS IT???
I went away with my family that weekend. i was alerted by a fellow tweeter that braiders was posting a load of shit about me – all untrue , i may add, on his timeline. He also had his mate dean and the other girl -olivia backing up his bull crap. He said some really vile stuff; That i was a stalker, that he had images of me, that i was mental, evil. The worst one was when he apparently screen grabbed texts from me (it said my name in the from box) saying to him ” i hope your kids get cancer and die”.
When i saw this i broke down. Olivia, and dean were backing him up saying i was mental and that i wouldn’t leave them alone, making their lives HELL. The truth was this… i HAD left them alone. I hadn’t even got Olivias number as we vaguely chatted on twitter now and again about our kids. And Dean id only ever chatted through Bradders. I had let him go.
I retaliated over twitter asking him to delete the contact name to reveal my number if it was really me. He didn’t – because he couldn’t. He had sent himself that text (probably off of his 2nd mobile phone which he insisted was for work). I lost a few followers – some of whom believed him. This hurt. They believed that i was capable of wishing children dead. People were hashtagging me and saying some awful stuff about me. i cried, hard.
What had i done so wrong? i let olivia have him, there was no fight or fall out. I was an adult but they were out to destroy me. I really was falling for that guy and he betrayed me and then lied about me.💏
He even gave that stupid tat olivia, my number and she called me off of blocked number saying she was in bed with him the night before when the alleged texts had came through from me. i told her they wasn’t from me and told her to leave me alone and put the phone down. i deleted my twitter account and came back under a new name as i didn’t want to be associated with him, her or any of there friends. If someone retweets him onto my timeline , i blocked them too as i NEVER want to go through that again.
And that was that. Until yesterday…
over a year has passed since all that bollocks and i don’t even think about it – to be honest id forgotten all about it – otherwise id of blogged this as a warning to all.
💬My whatsapp pinged. Bradders.
I opened the message ; it was that spam shit thats going around.
so i replied. “ha glad you’ve got a virus you fucking fag”
He replied, apologising for all that he had done. Like genuinely sorry. He admitted to being manipulated by Olivia and although he’d never met her (even tho she aid she was in bed with him the night the texts shit blasted off), he gave her his passwords to twitter so she could attack me via him. She led him to believe i was harassing her and saying stuff about her (surprise surprise). Bradders said i didn’t deserve all that crap and that he was truly sorry , but was head fucked by the mentalist olivia. He also mentioned her baby had died and said he’d had his fair share of karma too and said that they both deserved everything that happened after there malicious lies and hate campaign against me.
Now, this Olivia girl was apparently loaded, hot, 3 kids, divorced, buying horse stables in Hampshire or somewhere posh, drove a x5 car and was on twitter 24/7?! he dad and brother were also on twitter – which i believe was this girl setting up other accounts to make her sound amazing. As the dad and brother accounts only ever tweeted her or about her!
– Are you still with me??
Anyways, when Bradders broke it off with her, suddenly her child died and was rt all over twitter. I’m gonna put this out there cos i think this Olivia/olivya is a FAKE. Tweeting for attention, and i bet my life that she isn’t who she says she is …I think she has probably stolen someones pics off Facebook and poses on here as that lady.
Bradders karma that he said he got was he lost his dad. The loss of his father seems to of made him grow up. The level of maturity our conversation had last night proved that. I don’t hold any malice towards him or his freaky ex twitter wife or whoever the damn she is.
I think a proper truce has been called and i’m glad to draw a line nude it all and to wish him well in his life.
I realise that yet again i was too trusting and i think that will always be my flaw … however i’m getting better at spotting the wankers before they drive a chainsaw through my fragile heart.💔
I’m glad i experienced a twitter romance, but it almost certainly has put me off having another one!
Lesson learnt; internet peeps are not all to be trusted👌👍
p.s IN YOUR FACE to all the cunts that doubted me and thought i might of said those awful things, if anyone requires whatsapp screen shots as proof of this feel free to contact me!!!😜