We will remember him as one of the greatest historical moments of our time. The land has surely tilted on its axis. None of us will never forget where we were or what we were doing when we heard the news.
AFL Star Nathan Buckley and her three -year -old girlfriend Brodie Ryan separated.
I almost missed my flight to Melbourne, standing outside Newslink, scrolling, in shock of devastation, shock, sadness … I don’t know how to feel, what to say … life would still be the same?
AHEM.
Of course, you would have no idea of the split if you are only a football fan following the legend of Collingwood on Instagram – Nathan has not published anything.
He wants intimacy, as most adults over 25 years old would likely do so. No guy, in particular one in the fifties, wants to publish a photo of himself by crying at the pub on his girlfriend. ‘Table for one, please …’
Please note, Heartbreak is a well -transported road for Nathan, who separated from his wife Tania in 2020 after 18 years of marriage.
Mail + Amanda Goff columnist has traveled each word from Brodie Ryan’s announcement that she had separated from the legend of AFL Nathan Buckley. Then she reread it. And again
Brodie published a declaration similar to the palace of Buckingham announcing the death of Princess Di
The broken -hearted girl qualified for herself and Nathan as “ brown and bucks’ – which I am almost sure that nobody has ever said. And she even mentioned their dog. Poor reservoir …
Then his brief relationship with the cosmetic nurse Alex Pike ended in 2021.
The two women remained strictly silent and just continued their lives. No one knows the details of their divisions, except, I have to imagine, their loved ones and the most expensive.
However, his former three -year partner? Not so much.
She published a declaration similar to the palace of Buckingham announcing the death of Princess Diana.
Honestly, you have to read it to believe it. I did it – about five times. “Months of sorrow …”, kind messages of support “… I was speechless.
Then, there was the “end of an era” of a glass of lonely wine in his favorite pub in Elwood – even the inhabitants obtained a sad salvation of “farewell”.
End of an era? Didn’t they buy their house less than a year ago?
The broken heart girl even qualified for herself and Nathan as “ embroiders and bucks ” – which I am almost sure that nobody said. Never. Sorry, “ embroidery ”, you may be well known to be Nathan’s bird in Melbourne, but posh and you are fond.
You may be well known to be Nathan’s bird in Melbourne, but chic and you are not
And who devil is tank? A toddler sobbing now plagued by a bitter battle of the family court, at the Meryl Streep and Dustin Hoffman in Kramer against Kramer?
No, it’s their dog. Bad tank. Now I was sad to read that. I love my dog - but would I mention it in a declaration of rupture as if he were a real human child? No.
I would not change the status of my relationship in “it’s complicated” on Facebook either. But it’s me.
Listen, ladies, the divisions are sad, they are zero. I don’t know why Brodie and Bucks called her. The rumor mill is in overdrive that she did not want to move to Tassie, that she wanted children, that Nathan has a broken heart, that she has a broken heart …
Only “Brings and Bucks” know the truth, and it’s better that way. Believe me, I know.
Really, woman to woman, I am sorry that you cross a split and I hope you have a strong female network around you with wine, shocks and hugs.
Being a WAG is a full-time concert wrapped in veneers, false tanned and sparkling dresses and, let’s face it, a lot of competition from other women. I would hate that.
But it is a role that many young women aspire because it also means seats in the front row, a blue tick, red carpet events and sponsorship offers – not to mention going to bed every night with a hot and hot athlete.
But there is something more difficult than being a WAG – and it is no longer one. When the relationship is over, the invitations dry, the stylist stops calling and suddenly, you have to pay for your own clothes.
A break with a sports star is not only a break; It is a boost to reality. And the most unhappy thing about its announcement of Hollywood style fractionation is that it will fuel the rumor that Brodie liked to be a famous WAG a little … too much.
Yes, I hear that there have been a lot of snipes this week among crazy housewives who should really know better. I will not repeat them, but the Schadenfreude is real.
One thing I will say is that at least Brodie is very respected in Melbourne where she works in the health of women at Epworth hospital. She can throw herself in her career – but women who abandon everything to be more sportsman? Devastating.
Heartbreak is a well -transported road for Nathan, who separated from his wife Tania (right) in 2020 after 18 years of marriage. Tania remained strictly silent after the breakup
Nathan continued to go out with the magnificent cosmetic nurse Alex Pike (left) for about a year
Brodie, as a woman who was also in the eyes of the public and endured a public split, allow me to give you kind advice: keep the private details. Log away from the drama. And let me ensure: the less you say, the better.
I made the mistake of making Instagram messages “I am devastated” when I was dropped by a famous guy. I posted a photo of an Ikea chair and said it was more stable than my ex. (Okay, at least it was funny).
I even posted photos of myself crying. Mortifying! I supposed people really cared. I wanted sympathy and validation, and it was a moment of my life when I felt quite lost.
Newspaper items have been written about us. People judged, took sides and I cut a lot of “well, what is it expected?” Because of my old life as a Samantha X,
All he did was worsen my pain. Not to mention the extremely suspicious men to go out with me from this moment because they did not want the headache of advertising.
It was almost a decade ago. I grew up and, at 51, I look back and creak teeth.
Being a public on private issues like love and relationships did not make me at all favors – and why did I do it? Some ephemeral moments of attention, a little recovery and an empty compassion of people who really did not care about me.
I learned the hard and now I like to keep my life of private love. No one knows who I go out with and it’s great, because nobody will know when it’s over.
There is a difference between secrecy and confidentiality. And for me, intimacy is the greatest luxury of all these days.
Take note, embroidered.
