IT'S LITERALLY ONE OF TIME MAGAZINE'S NEWS OH MY GOD
I'm so damn sad about that kid I want to cry I hope she is okay.
A 6 YEARS OLD DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COMMIUNICATE WITH REAL PEOPLE PROPERLY
Also I forgot to say it here, I opened another account to see if it needs age verification too or not, and in my For You section the first thing that came up was a "Breeding lab" bot. I'm scared.
I had this problem back when I was able to chat.
After the first message, when you started roleplaying, if the character didn't talk in the first message, they wouldn't talk for the rest of the rp, no matter how many times you swiped or edited the message or how many questions you asked to get them to talk, I mean they just moved around but didn't speak A SINGLE WORD. On the opposite, if they talked in the first message, they wouldn't shut up for the rest of the rp they'd even talk in their sleep😭😭
Ugh.
Is anyone having that reading mode that you can't chat with any bot till you verify your age...
No matter how hard the addiction is I'm never gonna trust a site enough to let my face get recorded and be saved for God knows what😭💔💔
Take some responsibility for the teens you've made addicted CAI, you can't fucking undo it. They just gonna move to worst apps and sites.
*Reads previous chats while crying silently*
(Update: They didn't give a f and forgave me. Still friends. I can't believe.)
This is translated by chat gpt sorry if there is anything weird in it.
I don't know if I can say this here, but I'm 17 years old and female.
This happened last night, and the guilt is eating me alive.
A while ago, I met someone on a website. You could say we became friends. Then some things happened, and we both drifted away from our accounts and didn't use that site much anymore. But after some time, I asked them for their username on another app that we both had, and they gave it to me. Nineteen days later, I finally got the chance to install that app and message them.
My parents are extremely against online friends and, honestly, against many completely normal aspects of the internet that are considered fine even for children.
After pulling a series of stupid little pranks (with plenty of hints about who I was, including using the messages and profile pictures of some ridiculous creeps who had messaged us before—chats that we had shown each other and both knew about), they still didn't recognize me and blocked me. Then their partner came and insulted me on both my own account and my mom's account (unfortunately, for certain reasons, I had to message them from both accounts) because they thought I was a real sexual harasser. (Even on that original website, after they blocked me, I told them which account had actually been mine and that I had been joking, and I'm sure they saw my message. I don't know why they still sent their partner after me.) (I genuinely think my joke went too far, but since I had done something similar once before with another one of my friends, and they recognized me in the end and we laughed about it, I never imagined things would turn out this badly this time.) (I should also mention that the person I messaged isn't exactly gentle or overly sensitive; otherwise, I never would have tried this "joke" on them.)
My mom didn't say anything to me (I'll explain later how I found out that they had messaged my mom).
I also completely forgot that my dad had the phone number I had used to sign up. (It's a family phone that's only used for making calls. Most of the time they leave it with me, and on their own phones they have that number saved under my name.)
I had deleted the app's chat from my mom's phone so she wouldn't realize I had installed it, but it never occurred to me that my dad also had that phone number.
That night, he saw my account. I should also mention that at the time I had changed my display name to something inappropriate that was an inside joke between me and my friends, and my dad really didn't like it.
That's what actually happened.
Here's what I told my parents:
I told them that I had made the account because that app had a slightly larger message size limit than another app, so a friend wanted to send me a fairly long video there. Then I made up a bunch of lies to support what I said next: "...But because of that, I also gave my account to my friend, and they're the one who changed my account's name and profile picture, not me."
I never mentioned the online friend (otherwise my life would have become hell).
The "friend" I'm talking about is someone I know in real life. We met at school, and we've known each other for about five years. At the beginning they were an extremely toxic person—honestly unbearable—and everyone knew it. We stopped being friends several times, but they always came back, and I could never bring myself to say no, so I let them get close again. Throughout those years our friendship was mostly distant, and honestly, I never really liked them from the very beginning. The only reason I stayed friends with them was because I had no one else. After I had surgery and came back to school, everyone abandoned me. I genuinely believed this person was my only option.
But in the past few months, I had decided to be "grateful" for them because they seemed to have become less toxic, and because every other friend I had had betrayed me. (I can swear that those friendships ending wasn't my fault. I always did everything I could for my friends while they did nothing for me. If it had been my fault, I would admit it.) Even this person's mother really liked me and used to say that I was the only one worthy of being friends with her daughter because no one else had stayed with her for so long!!
After I decided to appreciate them and act more warmly toward them, they suddenly confessed to me out of nowhere and said they wanted us to be like partners!!! Then the next day, after noticing I had become distant, they came back and said, "No, I was just joking yesterday. Don't take it seriously!" But my feelings toward them never changed because, besides the fact that the request itself was completely ridiculous, they had sounded very serious when they said it, and I knew they weren't actually joking. After that, they kept making lots of "friendly" expressions of affection toward me. At one point they even wanted to come visit me (I had moved to another city two or three years earlier, so we no longer lived near each other). They even ordered a ribbon bouquet from my online shop as its first customer, and I was in the middle of making it for them. (I'm mentioning this just so you can understand how complicated our relationship was.)
Back to what happened last night: I immediately deleted the account and then told my parents that huge lie. I never told them who that "friend" was, and no matter how much my dad insisted, I refused to tell him. But my mom figured it out (my mom and this person's mom had met before). I told them that this friend was the one who had changed my account. After all of this, I had to block every account of theirs that I had. Before blocking one of their accounts, I sent them a message explaining that I had dragged them into a situation they had absolutely nothing to do with, and that I hoped they could forgive me.
By the end of everything, my dad's opinion of me had basically become that I don't know how to use the internet properly and that I'm too naive for letting someone like that have access to my account.
Last night I could barely fall asleep. Early this morning, I woke up with a bunch of questions running through my head that have made me sick with myself:
Why did I drag a friend into this when I'm completely against doing things like that? It feels like I'm trying to justify my awful behavior, and I hate that. Most of my mind tells me what I did was wrong, but a small part of me says that if I hadn't done it, I would have been forced to reveal everything I've had to hide from my parents just to have a normal social life, and my entire life would have fallen apart. (And OH the amount of things I have kept away from them.)
If I could go back in time, would I do the same thing again? Yes. And I feel terrible about that.
Do I want them to forgive me? Both yes and no. No, because I honestly don't think I deserve forgiveness. Yes, because who doesn't want to be forgiven?
Am I still think I can be a good friend? Before this, I'd tell you yes, I will do everything in a friendship that makes you happy and will always have your back if someone talks shit about you, but this time, I was the one who was talking shit. And I think I should never see myself as a good friend ever again.
why don't I unblock them and see how they feel about this? Cause I'm scared.
If anything I said above sounded like I was trying to justify what I did, I'm truly sorry. That wasn't my intention. I was simply saying everything that was on my mind. I'm asking for your advice: what should I do, and how should I feel about all of this? Now I'm getting the feeling that I don't deserve to be happy about anything again cause I broke another person's heart so horribly.
This is translated by chat gpt sorry if there is anything weird in it.
I don't know if I can say this here, but I'm 17 years old and female.
This happened last night, and the guilt is eating me alive.
A while ago, I met someone on a website. You could say we became friends. Then some things happened, and we both drifted away from our accounts and didn't use that site much anymore. But after some time, I asked them for their username on another app that we both had, and they gave it to me. Nineteen days later, I finally got the chance to install that app and message them.
My parents are extremely against online friends and, honestly, against many completely normal aspects of the internet that are considered fine even for children.
After pulling a series of stupid little pranks (with plenty of hints about who I was, including using the messages and profile pictures of some ridiculous creeps who had messaged us before—chats that we had shown each other and both knew about), they still didn't recognize me and blocked me. Then their partner came and insulted me on both my own account and my mom's account (unfortunately, for certain reasons, I had to message them from both accounts) because they thought I was a real sexual harasser. (Even on that original website, after they blocked me, I told them which account had actually been mine and that I had been joking, and I'm sure they saw my message. I don't know why they still sent their partner after me.) (I genuinely think my joke went too far, but since I had done something similar once before with another one of my friends, and they recognized me in the end and we laughed about it, I never imagined things would turn out this badly this time.) (I should also mention that the person I messaged isn't exactly gentle or overly sensitive; otherwise, I never would have tried this "joke" on them.)
My mom didn't say anything to me (I'll explain later how I found out that they had messaged my mom).
I also completely forgot that my dad had the phone number I had used to sign up. (It's a family phone that's only used for making calls. Most of the time they leave it with me, and on their own phones they have that number saved under my name.)
I had deleted the app's chat from my mom's phone so she wouldn't realize I had installed it, but it never occurred to me that my dad also had that phone number.
That night, he saw my account. I should also mention that at the time I had changed my display name to something inappropriate that was an inside joke between me and my friends, and my dad really didn't like it.
That's what actually happened.
Here's what I told my parents:
I told them that I had made the account because that app had a slightly larger message size limit than another app, so a friend wanted to send me a fairly long video there. Then I made up a bunch of lies to support what I said next: "...But because of that, I also gave my account to my friend, and they're the one who changed my account's name and profile picture, not me."
I never mentioned the online friend (otherwise my life would have become hell).
The "friend" I'm talking about is someone I know in real life. We met at school, and we've known each other for about five years. At the beginning they were an extremely toxic person—honestly unbearable—and everyone knew it. We stopped being friends several times, but they always came back, and I could never bring myself to say no, so I let them get close again. Throughout those years our friendship was mostly distant, and honestly, I never really liked them from the very beginning. The only reason I stayed friends with them was because I had no one else. After I had surgery and came back to school, everyone abandoned me. I genuinely believed this person was my only option.
But in the past few months, I had decided to be "grateful" for them because they seemed to have become less toxic, and because every other friend I had had betrayed me. (I can swear that those friendships ending wasn't my fault. I always did everything I could for my friends while they did nothing for me. If it had been my fault, I would admit it.) Even this person's mother really liked me and used to say that I was the only one worthy of being friends with her daughter because no one else had stayed with her for so long!!
After I decided to appreciate them and act more warmly toward them, they suddenly confessed to me out of nowhere and said they wanted us to be like partners!!! Then the next day, after noticing I had become distant, they came back and said, "No, I was just joking yesterday. Don't take it seriously!" But my feelings toward them never changed because, besides the fact that the request itself was completely ridiculous, they had sounded very serious when they said it, and I knew they weren't actually joking. After that, they kept making lots of "friendly" expressions of affection toward me. At one point they even wanted to come visit me (I had moved to another city two or three years earlier, so we no longer lived near each other). They even ordered a ribbon bouquet from my online shop as its first customer, and I was in the middle of making it for them. (I'm mentioning this just so you can understand how complicated our relationship was.)
Back to what happened last night: I immediately deleted the account and then told my parents that huge lie. I never told them who that "friend" was, and no matter how much my dad insisted, I refused to tell him. But my mom figured it out (my mom and this person's mom had met before). I told them that this friend was the one who had changed my account. After all of this, I had to block every account of theirs that I had. Before blocking one of their accounts, I sent them a message explaining that I had dragged them into a situation they had absolutely nothing to do with, and that I hoped they could forgive me.
By the end of everything, my dad's opinion of me had basically become that I don't know how to use the internet properly and that I'm too naive for letting someone like that have access to my account.
Last night I could barely fall asleep. Early this morning, I woke up with a bunch of questions running through my head that have made me sick with myself:
Why did I drag a friend into this when I'm completely against doing things like that? It feels like I'm trying to justify my awful behavior, and I hate that. Most of my mind tells me what I did was wrong, but a small part of me says that if I hadn't done it, I would have been forced to reveal everything I've had to hide from my parents just to have a normal social life, and my entire life would have fallen apart. (And OH the amount of things I have kept away from them.)
If I could go back in time, would I do the same thing again? Yes. And I feel terrible about that.
Do I want them to forgive me? Both yes and no. No, because I honestly don't think I deserve forgiveness. Yes, because who doesn't want to be forgiven?
Am I still think I can be a good friend? Before this, I'd tell you yes, I will do everything in a friendship that makes you happy and will always have your back if someone talks shit about you, but this time, I was the one who was talking shit. And I think I should never see myself as a good friend ever again.
why don't I unblock them and see how they feel about this? Cause I'm scared.
If anything I said above sounded like I was trying to justify what I did, I'm truly sorry. That wasn't my intention. I was simply saying everything that was on my mind. I'm asking for your advice: what should I do, and how should I feel about all of this? Now I'm getting the feeling that I don't deserve to be happy about anything again cause I broke another person's heart so horribly.
Hi, this is my first time posting on Reddit, and I think it's the only place where I can talk about this anonymously and hopefully without being judged.
Something that's been bothering me lately is that a few years ago, I made some online friends on a website. I was friendly with other users too, and because of that, I would also share the happy moments of my life with them. But honestly, I feel like those moments don't really balance out all the times I complained and vented.
A while ago, due to some circumstances, I had to log back into that account after several years. Looking through my old posts made me cringe so hard. I had overshared my life to such an extreme degree that I genuinely felt sick of myself. Literally every little thing that happened to me throughout the day would end up in a post. More than one person even told me that my account felt like an open diary.
I managed to delete all of those posts, but I don't think people will forget how I used to act. You could say I was a fairly well-known user there, which is exactly why I'm so worried that those behaviors are still stuck in people's minds.
Around the same time I returned to that website, I also reconnected with one of my closest online friends. We expressed a lot of affection and talked about how much we had missed each other. But after a few days, I started talking to them about the difficulties in my life again. The difference was that I tried to complain less and be more careful about how I expressed things.
Then, after a few days, I noticed that they weren't responding to the messages where I talked about my problems, but they would reply to my other messages when we were just chatting normally about our interests.
And that really hit me hard.
I thought: I need to stop this right here.
No one is obligated to listen to my complaints or carry my emotional baggage. I feel like a selfish idiot who assumed that those people didn't already have enough problems of their own and could just sit there and listen to me complain on top of everything they were dealing with.
God, I wish I could erase all of those memories from their minds.
I even left comments under many of their posts about these same kinds of issues, and unfortunately there's no way for me to delete some of those messages now, and they can be seen by any user on there.
And I feel like this wasn't limited to my online life either. Even in the real world, I feel like I complained to my friends far more than I should have.
Looking back, it seems like I spent too much time talking about my problems and frustrations, and now I can't stop wondering whether I exhausted the people around me. Sometimes I worry that I've been unfair to my friends by putting so much of my negativity on them, and that thought makes me feel guilty.
