u/Cute_Willingness2621

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I think I got psychologically manipulated into an online relationship and it genuinely changed me.

So this is regarding the incident happened with me last month on telegram. My telegram I'd was named PROFESSOR had so many tg gifts aswell so if someone from tg knows me .. u may say hi

I’m a jee dropper from India, and I spend a lot of time reading about psychology, attachment, manipulation, emotional dependency, human behavior, etc. Not professionally — it’s just something I got deeply interested in over the years.

Because of that, I’m usually extremely emotionally guarded online.

I have this habit of calling girls “didi” even though she's of the same age online even if they’re close to me. Most people think it’s funny, but honestly the real reason is fear of rejection and fear of attachment. I’ve seen enough online drama and emotional messes that I stopped allowing myself to get emotionally close to people.

Even if a girl approached me, I’d usually push things into a “safe” zone before feelings could develop.

My Telegram account name used to be “Professor,” and some online people probably knew me through that.

Then in October 2025, I met this girl on Telegram on a group named "NOOB HUB"

She had recently gone through a breakup, and I started consoling her. At first it was completely normal friendship. I didn’t even have feelings for her. I just felt bad for what she was going through because she genuinely sounded lonely and emotionally damaged.

From October till around January, we were just normal close friends.

Then slowly things started changing.

From January onwards, she started giving me mixed signals constantly. Sometimes she’d say “I love you,” then immediately add “as a friend.” Sometimes she’d call me bhai. Sometimes she’d flirt indirectly. Sometimes she’d emotionally dump everything on me late at night.

But at the same time, she also chased me constantly for months.

She’d match profile pictures with me, openly act possessive in groups, share personal secrets, defend me whenever people trolled me, and make me feel emotionally special all the time. She’d joke about marriage, future stuff, emotional attachment — all of it.

And the scary part is — I SAW the red flags.

On March 25 itself, I literally told her: “You’ll go to college and meet better people. Don’t give me mixed signals.”

That’s how aware I thought I was.

Because deep down, I was trying to back off due to fear of attachment. I could already feel myself getting emotionally dependent, and that terrified me.

But somehow she still slowly pulled me in emotionally.

Looking back, it genuinely feels like she knew exactly how to create emotional dependency. She made me feel needed, emotionally important, different from everyone else.

And little by little, I got addicted to the attention.

What scares me the most is that I usually understand manipulation patterns very quickly. But with her, my brain just stopped working emotionally. I couldn’t read her intentions anymore. I became completely blind emotionally.

I got obsessed.

Like genuinely obsessed.

If she disappeared for one day because of some family function or relatives visiting, I’d feel anxious and empty. She used to tell me about how lonely she felt, how complicated her family was, how nobody understood her. I listened to everything.

And the weirdest part is that she never even properly revealed herself fully to me. No proper face reveal, nothing fully concrete — yet emotionally she became one of the closest people in my life.

Then on April 13, after months of confusion and attachment, I finally confessed to her.

Before confessing, I even asked her: “Why me?”

Because deep down I was scared of exactly this happening. I knew how emotionally attached I become once I genuinely trust someone.

She said yes.

And for one night, I genuinely felt happy after a very long time.

Then on the evening of April 15, everything collapsed.

She suddenly sent me a huge emotional message saying she was scared about her future, CUET, strict parents, family pressure, results, freedom, marriage, and everything else. She kept saying she loved me, would always love me, wanted to marry me someday, and begged me not to leave her.

Part of her message literally said:

“I loved you, I love you, and I always will.”

“You are very precious to me.”

“Because of you, I learned how to be happy again.”

“For you, I’m even ready to stand up against my parents.”

And honestly, that message destroyed my brain even more because it didn’t feel like a clean rejection. It felt like someone emotionally holding on to me while simultaneously pulling away.

I couldn’t even process the message properly.

I had a full panic attack.

My phone literally slipped from my hand into the toilet while I was crying. I completely broke down and impulsively deleted my 6-year-old Telegram account.

And this wasn’t some random account.

It had around 25 GB of memories, saved files, old chats, communities, notes, contacts, COVID-era memories — basically years of my online life. I had preserved so many things there for future use.

I lost all of it in one panic attack.

I cried continuously for almost 4 hours straight until my sister finally called me at night and calmed me down. Then friends started reaching out asking why my account suddenly disappeared.

And the weirdest part?

After all this, she still continued saying she loved me. For the next month, we stayed in this weird platonic stage. I barely talked. She texted more than I did. I emotionally detached slowly because I realized I was going through literal withdrawal symptoms.

And this week I finally ended it properly.

No drama. No huge fight.

I just stopped talking normally and emotionally cut contact because I knew if I kept talking to her, I’d never heal properly.

And honestly, this experience terrified me because I never thought I could lose control of myself like this.

I’ve handled online drama before. I’ve seen manipulative people before. I thought I understood human behavior well enough to protect myself.

But this was different.

This was the first time someone made me emotionally addicted enough to destroy something precious to me with my own hands.

And I still don’t fully understand whether she truly loved me, emotionally used me without realizing it herself, or whether both of us were just two damaged people trying to heal through each other in the worst possible way.

THIS BROKE ME TOO MUCH BUT ALSO MADE ME STRONGER. NOT GONNA REVEAL HER NAME OBVIOUSLY BUT IF YOU ARE READING THIS... DONT FEEL BAD I JUST SHARED WHAT I FELT

I talked to my made up sista that day and she Consoled me so well I couldn't thank her enough that day but by just listening to her voice I felt relief in my nervous system... I just wanna say love you my dearest sis .. I call her shiku pie 🤧✨just a childish name but yeah she's the best sis ever 🎀❤️ Also my friends too I can't name them all but definitely one of my online classmates - isha cared too much I'm thankful to have these friends with me .🍀