[ SECRET POST #6013 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #6013 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.


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[The Witcher: Blood Origin]



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[Taskmaster]



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07. [WARNING for discussion of child pornography, child molestation/underage sexual assault]




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08. [WARNING for child molestation]

[Mysterious Skin]





























Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 00 pages, 00 secrets from Secret Submission Post #859.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
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Comments

[(Anonymous)]

I can relate. The first person who convinced me to chat with them in real time (I was extremely privacy-conscious and socializing at all was hard for me when I first started dipping my toes in fandom) had been sexually abused by her father and had major issues with loneliness and self-worth. I wound up ghosting her too, eventually, after I started university, because I suddenly had a pile of classmates I had to interact with every day, on top of my previous relationships, and it was just too much. I still feel bad about it sometimes. But also conflicted because ... I know she wasn't trying to push me, but at the same time, she was very needy. I sort of wish I'd had the wherewithal to keep being her friend, because she really seemed to need some. And as you say - people like that tend to be abandoned over and over. But it was sort of a relief to stop chatting with her. I just couldn't deal with it anymore.

I still play the songs by My Chemical Romance that she introduced me to, very rarely, and wonder if she's alive and made it out.