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Longing. Nostalgia. Regret maybe. I ponder this over the last few days.
I was young, 12, and had come to the conclusion of some things. While a good few were friends, another good few had influences that were illegal.
I remember one guy, he used Nick as his persona, manipulated me into become his pet. Swore he'd kill himself. Hell, a lot of people did that to me. 17-20 years old THAT was always the range.
I'd put my foot down and everyone would come crawling and threatening to end their lives.
Ha, fuck....
I'm older now. Wiser. And as I look back I frown a little bit. I don't think this place was as good as I thought. Friends who asked for sexual favors or gave into the hormonal desires of an immature child.
I'll give it this, however, as if not for those experiences I wouldn't have figured out that I lacked sexual attraction to men. I found out that I was lesbian via roleplays of being forced to be pregnant. That any male character I had sexually projected had female characteristics.
I can thank wattpad for trauma. For stress. But also for me figuring out that this world is full of liars and assholes and people who will use you for sex, or greed, or fame. I grew a fucked up expectation of relationships.
Sigh sigh sigh
But there was good. Yes, there were good things. Fellow authors who were older who helped me write better and not faster. True mentors who gave me guidance rather than masturbation or coming back because you knew I was desperate for a relationship of any kind.
Hah, I've been "cheated" on by "boyfriends" many times on here.
Whatever, I may make this my new thing. Random little tracks for folks to read and analyze.