Had a friend who liked Fluttergoth. They sent me this image among many others, while always including a caption on how Fluttershy was the only being (real or fictional) that could make them truly happy. I was their only friend, thus the only person they could safely talk to when it came to romanticizing / lusting over pastel cartoon ponies. I didn’t necessarily mind it, since I had someone to talk about the show to.
Fast forward many moons, and they had told me they got abandoned in a rural province, with no job and no money, so they were essentially hopping from place to place by using Grindr and doing favours for people. I didn’t have the means to help them because I myself don’t live independently, but they took that sentiment the wrong way and lit into me because they had the idea that I was the cause of all their problems. I received countless threats of violence over the next couple months, where they would make a new phone number after every message and use them to harass me.
I don’t fault them, and I never will. They’re a very mentally unwell person, but I know it’s not their fault. I don’t have any means to them now, and even if I did, I think the friendship we had will never come back. I miss teaching them how to draw, or the late nights we played TF2 together. It’s just unfortunate that mental illness causes people to drive others away without the proper resources and care.
Fast forward many moons, and they had told me they got abandoned in a rural province, with no job and no money, so they were essentially hopping from place to place by using Grindr and doing favours for people. I didn’t have the means to help them because I myself don’t live independently, but they took that sentiment the wrong way and lit into me because they had the idea that I was the cause of all their problems. I received countless threats of violence over the next couple months, where they would make a new phone number after every message and use them to harass me.
I don’t fault them, and I never will. They’re a very mentally unwell person, but I know it’s not their fault. I don’t have any means to them now, and even if I did, I think the friendship we had will never come back. I miss teaching them how to draw, or the late nights we played TF2 together. It’s just unfortunate that mental illness causes people to drive others away without the proper resources and care.