Boy oh boy it’s been an interesting 11 and a bit weeks since I left the Big Brother house.
Slipping back into reality as an ex-reality TV contestant has not been as seamless as I had hoped- in fact, to be frank, it’s been pretty fucking hard and I’m still struggling.
Obviously re-joining the real world has been a different experience for all the BB housemates, however it has been an especially overwhelming and difficult ride for myself- for reasons I need not mention.
I plan to write more on this later, however the purpose of this blog is to not talk about myself (because god damn I am so bloody sick of it).
The purpose of this blog is to apologise to someone extremely important to me.
It has been brought to my attention that during the circus that was my eviction and all the subsequent media interviews (most of which I left me feeling completely ambushed and railroaded) - I may have not sufficiently apologised to my ex partner.
Only now that the BB bubble has well and truly popped- my head finally out of my own ass and my feet firmly on the ground- do I fully realise the gravity of my actions during my time in the house.
My actions caused extreme amounts of pain, confusion, humiliation and heartache. Worse still, the person suffering was the one person I loved most in the world.
I cant explain or justify what happened- that house was a psychological experiment unlike anything any of the people reading this will ever experience or understand - however I am also fully aware that that will never be a sufficient explanation.
Tahlia- I was such an fucking royal cunt, an absolute asshole and an idiot and I am so, so incredibly sorry. So sorry. I will never forgive myself for what I did to you.
Ahh I love you! You're a complete babe! You are so fucking smart and inspirational, you really are. People may not like you for whatever reason but that's because they don't want to take the time or even open up their minds to your actual self, you're amaze xx
Thank you so much, that is so lovely of you to say x