R to @localnotail: I regret to inform you it was the ‘I love you, is all that you can say’ bit. 20 years a practising lesbian, I’m surprised I didn’t scooch him off to get a cat together immediately tbh
I regret to say that I had 8 people round for tea last night so squished loads of extra seating into my lounge/bedroom, and now am restarting the whole colour scheme for the new lounge/bedroom from scratch because of a rogue olive green leather chair that doesn’t match ANYTHING.
R to @SeaDoubleU: I pulled a bench out of a skip, added it to a £5 footstool I’ve had for a decade, two ikea step stools, a sofa I bought with the proceeds of a libel case, and a secondhand chair. Sorry for having more friends than matching seating, and all that
R to @andy_hydes: It is, and it’s been incredibly frustrating watching his, Laurence Fox and Martin Daubneys vicious lies take root and grow all over the internet. This is much, much bigger than the Hopkins case.
R to @GlitteryHayls: Oh silly me, the messages about publicly hanging me upside down from a tree, forcing my ankles apart, pouring petrol down my c*nt and setting it alight were Holding Me To Account. The maps of my home. The outloud musings on driving me to suicide. Just totally reasonable people!
R to @BootstrapCook: The tweets about burning me alive in a ditch. The BTL comments about dancing beside my ‘charring twisting screaming body’. The slavering glee when I’m offline for a while at the thought I might have killed myself. The harassment of my friends and family, all private citizens.
R to @BootstrapCook: I could carry on, I’ve got ten years of daily material to draw on here. But I’m going to walk the dog and call a recovery friend instead.
You have no idea what it’s like to live this relentless awfulness. And I have no idea how I’m even alive most of the time at the moment.
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