Dont trust snakeberry
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Hi, my name is Tygo. I am a 23-year-old man, and I am writing this because I want to talk about something. I also hope that if things ever go too far, this can help shed some light on the situation.
I consider myself a kind and helpful person, but a few rotten apples left me traumatized by an experience that I would not wish on anyone.
I first came into contact with them when I was 11 years old. At the time, my best friend was Mylo (known online as Scribble_Buddy). We met and became best friends almost immediately.
We did nearly everything together, and it was genuinely fun. We talked every week and messaged each other almost daily.
I spent a lot of time by myself because I was satisfied with our friendship, but I did not realize that the friendship was very one-sided.
I almost always had to come to him because he always had an excuse, such as his mother not allowing him to go out or him having a headache. Over time, I realized that he was mentally very fragile, but I accepted that.
A few years later, we ended up at different schools and made other friends. Eventually, however, we attended the same school again, which was exciting. We both had multiple friends, but Mylo had a habit of always wanting attention. For example, when I was with him, I was not allowed to use my phone. I never really understood why, but I accepted it because he was my best friend.
I felt like it was my duty to give him the attention he wanted. At the same time, he would often make small hurtful comments, things I will never forget. He would tell me that I was less than him, that I had problems, that I did not help him enough, or that I was a traitor. Then the next day he would act as if nothing had happened. I always swallowed those comments and moved on.
One example happened during a sleepover. The four of us played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would sleep on the mattress next to a girl. I won, but Mylo demanded a rematch because he lost. I thought it was strange, but I agreed. In the end, I slept on the floor. He was extremely desperate for female attention.
That same year, he sexually harassed a girl by repeatedly begging her to become his girlfriend. I was one of the few people who defended him because he was my best friend.
Then COVID happened, and we were all stuck at home. He became incredibly needy. None of his other friends wanted to talk to him, so I ended up letting many of my own friendships fade away just to keep him happy. In some ways it worked, but in other ways it was unhealthy.
During that period, things also became very uncomfortable. He started drawing a female sona (I still do not fully know what that is), including nude artwork, and sharing it in a group called Semag Games. He showed it to me, and it made me very uncomfortable. I did not understand it, and it made me cringe. This was one thing I did not accept, and I stayed out of it because I did not want to get involved.
When COVID restrictions ended, I had to find a job, and I found one near where I lived. Mylo was still in school, but things were not going well for him. Because of his fragile mental state, he struggled to stick with anything and gave up quickly. I spent a lot of time supporting him because he fell into what seemed like a depression.
Whenever he needed help, I was there for him. However, there were times when I simply could not talk because I was exhausted after work. He would become angry about that, and I would have to explain that I was tired. It never seemed to matter to him.
He also gossiped a lot about his friends. I did not think much of it at the time and sometimes joined in, but I did not realize that he was gossiping about me as well.
At one point, I wanted to run a Dungeons & Dragons session. I had to put a lot of effort into convincing him to join because he seemed completely uninterested. I practically had to force him to see if he wanted to participate and find out when he was available because he was my best friend.
A month later, he wanted to go to the movies. I forgot to message him, and he became furious. He said that I was not taking the friendship seriously, so once again I had to reassure him.
A few months later, I moved into my own apartment. It was a stressful time, but he helped me unpack my belongings, games, and other things. A few hours later, while we were walking outside, he told me that he could never imagine living somewhere like where I lived. Once again, it felt like he was trying to act superior and belittle me.
Around this time, my work situation was becoming more stressful as well. I was learning how to live on my own. I also felt like he was jealous of me because he kept making little insulting remarks here and there.
During this period, I joined Club Snakeberry and became friends with some of his other friends: Dewpiker (Jim) and TrenchKnight (Kris). I talked a lot with Kris because I thought he could become a good friend as well, but I was very wrong.
We did several activities together, including visiting a military museum. Mylo lied again to avoid coming. Later, I had a serious conversation with Kris. I told him that I was somewhat afraid of Mylo because I worried that if I ever stood up for myself, I would lose the friendship.
Kris told me that I had nothing to be afraid of and that I should just try.
The next day, Mylo told me that I should message him more often, so I did.
Then the drama started.
I wanted to play a game with Jur, Jim, Mylo, and Kris. Mylo could not make it. The next day Kris could not make it either. I did not understand why, but eventually I discovered that they had been talking with each other. Mylo had used the exact same excuse he used to avoid the military museum trip.
Something inside me snapped.
I remembered what Kris had said, and I completely exploded at Mylo. I was done apologizing. I wanted him to take responsibility for his actions, but he did not. Instead, he removed me from the group chat. Jur added me back, and then Mylo left the chat himself.
I was still furious, so I went to Kris hoping he could help calm me down. Instead, he said:
"So the one time Mylo doesn't have time for you, you react like this? You're not getting any sympathy from me."
After that, he had nothing more to say.
Then Mylo and I spent hours blaming each other. Eventually, I gave him four options: call me, meet me in person, wait until emotions cooled down, or end the friendship. He chose none of them.
Instead, he said that he was choosing himself.
Without any warning, he told me that he never wanted to see me again. He blocked me everywhere he could: Discord, Instagram, PlayStation, X, and other platforms.
I felt completely betrayed and traumatized.
I could not understand what had happened. My best friend—someone I considered a brother—had thrown me away like I was nothing.
One of his friends, Jim, felt guilty and helped me get back on my feet. That meant a lot to me. He even bought games so we could play together, such as Deltarune and Ace Attorney.
But even then, he kept talking about Mylo.
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All of this happened without me fully realizing it, and it kept building up inside me more and more until I finally had enough.
I created a few accounts and looked up Mylo. On one of those accounts, I confronted him about catfishing people by pretending to be a girl under the name "mina_moomoo." I used all of my frustrations, as well as his own insecurities, against him. Out of anger and hatred, I told him that he should take his own life.
I understand now that I went too far. At the time, I felt that he deserved it after all those years of what I believed was emotional manipulation and mistreatment. Unfortunately, revenge always has consequences.
Jim was shocked by what I had written. He became afraid of me almost immediately and stopped being my friend. This happened despite the fact that only a week earlier I had organized a party for him because he had passed his exams.
And somehow, I became the "crazy stalker."
They called me a stalker because I had created multiple accounts to contact or look up Mylo. That is something I will never forget.
A few months later, I came across his Instagram account again and noticed that he had not blocked me. I did not want him on my phone or Instagram, so I insulted him again in the hope that he would block me.
Instead, he responded by telling me to stop cyberstalking him.
I was confused and did not fully understand what he meant. Then he threatened to call the police.
What made it even worse was that he had contacted my mother—my mother. He did not even handle it himself. His parents got involved and threatened to go to the police if I did not stop contacting him.
At that point, I felt threatened, but I also knew that if I reacted further, I would only make things worse for myself. So I finally let it go.
I eventually went to a psychiatrist. She told me that I had become addicted to Mylo's attention. Even though I viewed him as a narcissistic and toxic person, he had felt like family to me, and letting go was extremely difficult.
Slowly, I started moving on.
Then I ran into him again on the Dutch Anime server.
I was shocked, so I started telling people what had happened between us. Before long, I received a warning that I should not talk to Scribble_Buddy. I respected that warning and instead talked with other people in the server.
However, Mylo was apparently not finished with me. He could not stand seeing me getting along with other people and complained again. This time, the admin had enough of the drama and removed both of us from the server.
I eventually got banned.
Then Jim suddenly became active again and, in my opinion, showed his true colors. He seemed completely loyal to Mylo. To me, he acted more like Mylo's follower than his own person. He helped get me removed from the server again and acted like some kind of internet hero while doing it.
A few months later, I was invited to join the Dutch Comic Con server, which I thought was really cool.
Unfortunately, Mylo was there too.
He had barely spoken in that server for months, but the moment I became active, he suddenly started talking again. It felt like he was trying to provoke me. Jim also started making fun of me and talking down to me.
I did not respond to any of it.
Still, I had the feeling that they were trying to damage my reputation, so I changed my username and profile picture. Unlike before, I decided that I did not want to continue the drama. I stopped talking about what had happened between us.
Then, out of nowhere, the admins blocked me and removed me from the server.
Later, I found out why.
Apparently, Mylo had labeled me as a stalker and showed people the hateful messages I had sent him. Of course, he did not explain the years of history or the reasons behind my anger. Looking only at those messages, I understand why they looked terrible.
Around the same time, Jim showed what I felt were his true colors as well. He unblocked me, and I assumed that meant we no longer hated each other. So I unblocked him too.
Instead, he immediately accused me of seeking attention simply because I had unblocked him. He started saying what I felt were incredibly hypocritical things, and to this day I still do not fully understand why.
I still run into them occasionally in public or at events. Whenever that happens, they often avoid me and quickly leave the area. Sometimes they even seem to run away from me.
But despite everything, I am in a much better place now.
Club Snakeberry was an extremely toxic environment for me, and I do not trust many of the people who were part of it. I am not saying they are dangerous because they will physically harm someone, but I do believe they are people who cannot be trusted.
If you ever come across games such as Aster and the Voice, Soalmark, Unwritten, or Twig, just know that, they were not made by particularly kind people.
That is my side of the story.