How do you know when someone you talking to is really whom they say they are? What if someone whom you thought was completely real turned out to be fake? Someone you thought you loved and someone that you imagined spending your life with. Well that is exactly how one of the hardest stories of my life starts off.
It all started in late October early November of 2011. I had gotten a Formspring account a few weeks prior and had gotten a message from a really cute guy (picture posted above). Yea I did question his realness at first but as we continued to talk he became more and more real. He went by the name of Josh I know a year ago in my posts you will find some talking about how amazing and wonderful he was and a whole bunch of stuff and how I was so glad to have him in my life. Anyways our conversations started on Formspring but I quickly received his email and we started talking through email. I was really falling for him we talked about everything and he seemed like the most caring and intelligent person I had ever met.
Then the world series for baseball was on and we would watch the games at the same time. I have never been much of a baseball fan but I was rooting them on for his sake and it was his idea we watch it together kind of thing. So I felt even more connected through rooting for the same team and doing something at the same time with him.
At this time he hooked me in and got me completely hooked into him being real by having a very tragic story of his ex having had taken his life the past Thanksgiving and that it was a hard time of the year for him. This connected me emotionally and I was hooked and didn't listen to anyone around me after this point.
Then things started to get tough he had a jealous side and I couldn't even hang out with my best friend without him getting mad at me and then I couldn't even leave my room for more than 5 minutes or he would get mad if I left my phone to somewhere where I couldn't message him right back on Formspring.
My first red flag should have been when I was only given his profile picture on FS and that was it just that one photo he said he didn't want any getting out and about on the internet and that he only wanted just this one photo. Then the next red flag was how I was starting to be cornered away from all my friends and family that it was like I couldn't do anything without his permission. I was a prisoner of someone on the internet brought on by my emotions. I couldn't get away I was strapped into an emotional roller-coaster of just enough happiness to keep me going but lots and lots of depression. We scheduled to meet several times but never did that work out something always came up on his end.
That was when my family and friends started to intervene, but sadly by then it was much to late for me to have listened. Well I didn't completely not listen I did start asking more to be able to skype him, get his phone number to be able to send him a letter, know his hs, or something to be able to know he was real without directly questioning if he was real. I started researching his name, I started looking up the things he was telling me like when he said his grandma died. I couldn't find an Obituary anywhere but I shrugged off all the red flags. I think many people when they get into similar situations they just want to believe the person they are talking to.
Then it came to me actually questioning him this was right after one of my friends emailed him telling him to stop to completely stop messing with me and to vanish from existence because he was hurting me and causing me to be very depressed. I asked him if he was real and said that he wouldn't send me any pictures and that I really thought he was fake. He brought the argument back on me saying how dare I accuse him and used some really manipulative language to make me feel like I was the one in the wrong so I continued dating him but things kept going down hill. My confidence was gone my rationalizing skills gone and he kept talking about taking his life and being very suicidal. This was another thing that got me to keep trying to make the relationship better.
It was when I left for San Diego when the nightmare finally came to an end. I got to the dorms and my amazing roommates were very supportive right off the bat. I have never met a more caring group of guys before (especially college guys). Well I ended up getting the courage to tell Josh that I was done riding the roller-coaster and he took it as I was done with the relationship too. Which at the time I didn't want to be but wasn't going to fight it either. So after that I had gotten some pretty scary threats and was actually afraid for my life. But then my roommate asked if I had ever reverse image searched the photo. I hadn't probably one of the first things I should have done. When I did I found out that it was a fake photo that it was a models photo and used on a Russian text book in 2008. I couldn't believe it the guy I was talking too was maybe not a guy and definitely not the person whom this person was supposed to be. I was still very scared of the threats probably for a whole month and a half after but my roommates kept on me. They made sure I was working hard at ignoring and not replying to any of the messages. I am glad to say after 10 months being in the fake relationship and several months to find myself again I am finally free of that burden.
It took me until now to have been able to fully and completely sort out my feelings. Yes it was a terrible thing to have happened and I would not wish it upon anyone not even "Fred Phelps" (lol), but I forgive whomever did it to me and I feel bad that they had to create this fake world to have someone care about them.
So if you guys take anything from this please take away that number one don't mess with people the way this person did (I called the Trevor Project several Times), and two be very safe on the internet trust no one until you get to meet in a very public setting and can actually sit down and talk. Yes I did have the training in school about stuff like this but I always thought I would be too smart for it to happen to me. I learned I was wrong, not about my intelligence but, about thinking it was intelligence based. It is a game of the heart and even just having compassion for every person you meet if you are not careful can make one a target for a fake person to hook you.