So, I did it. I broke up with One Ball – properly, quickly, honestly, and without fucking around (literally,) unlike my last breakup. It’s officially ‘out with the old’ season, and I feel a million miles better off because of it.
I think that says a lot, post-breakup, don’t you?
I should be sad or nostalgic or regretful or something… but I mostly just feel relieved, like I’ve ticked the biggest task off my to-do list. It just reinforces the split for me; if I feel so damn good after I’ve given him the boot out of my life, there’s no way in hell that it was the wrong decision.
Validation is nice, isn’t it?
He wasn’t happy about it. There were tears (his,) and a little voice-raising on both sides. I did it face-to-face, at mine, which wasn’t exactly neutral territory, but I figured he could take lil of his belongings home on the way out. Now that I think about it, it was probably a little harsh.
I think it’s safe to say that I’m over it already.
The thing that pisses me off the most about all of this, I think, is the damn audacity of that man – who is ALREADY a proven and self-confessed liar – disbelieving me, when I have done nothing but be on my best behaviour. I haven’t lied to him.
Imagine what he’ll be like if I do ever make a mistake.
Clarification
The whole OB situation has clarified a few things for me, too. For starters, I’m not sure that I have the time for a ‘real’ relationship. I want a lil something that I can pick up and out down whenever it suits me, really. I guess that means, I need a fuck-buddy, or similar.
I’ve made the decision to remove myself from all dating apps for now. I’m going all ‘out with the old’ there, too. I’m not looking for love. I don’t want to get to know someone else, someone new. And to be honest, I’ve got plenty of reliable fuck pieces in my little black book. I don’t need (or want) to trawl PoF for sex, you know?
My whole plan post-Big Love and The Other Side of the World was to get my life back on track; settle my mental and physical health, career, and finances; then, maybe start considering inserting a partner into that new, healthy, happy life.
I’ve gotta get happy to find happy, right? I’m sure I read that somewhere once.
So, that’s the plan: delete all dating app profiles and apps, then find out what makes me happy while simultaneously sorting my life out.
It’s a solid plan if you ask me.
Anyway, I’m single again, and I ain’t sad about it in the slightest.
The next blog post in the dating timeline is this one: In with the New?
Thanks so much for reading my blog today! 🖤
Want to read all about One Ball’s story, right from the very beginning? You’ll find that right here.
You can also read all about my disastrous dating history, right from the beginning, right here: Table of Dating Contents.
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