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So, I'm Naomi, 15F, and I was chatting with this guy, let's call him E, who was 88M. We were just, like, chatting, and I was asking for a rating. nothing suggestive at all. I honestly thought it was a harmless interaction.
Then, out of nowhere, he tells me to send him nudes.
I was completely blindsided. I'm a kid, with a developing brain.
To have an adult, someone old enough to be my great-grandfather, say something like that to me was absolutely shocking. I froze. I didn't know how to react, what to say, or even how to process it. It felt so incredibly wrong.
The aftermath of that single message has been... a lot.
It really messed with my head. I ended up developing some pretty severe issues, including becoming hypersexual, which was completely out of character for me, and dealing with significant trauma.
It got to the point where I couldn't handle it on my own, and I had to seek therapy to even begin to process what happened and how it affected me.
After a lot of sessions, I decided to confront him. I asked him for money as compensation for the therapy costs and the emotional distress he caused. I felt it was the least he could do, given the severe impact his actions had on my mental health.
His response? He flat out refused. He said it was my fault. He blamed me for what happened.
That just sent me spiraling again because it felt like he was dismissing my pain and trauma, making me question everything all over again.
Then, out of nowhere, he tells me to send him nudes.
I was completely blindsided. I'm a kid, with a developing brain.
To have an adult, someone old enough to be my great-grandfather, say something like that to me was absolutely shocking. I froze. I didn't know how to react, what to say, or even how to process it. It felt so incredibly wrong.
The aftermath of that single message has been... a lot.
It really messed with my head. I ended up developing some pretty severe issues, including becoming hypersexual, which was completely out of character for me, and dealing with significant trauma.
It got to the point where I couldn't handle it on my own, and I had to seek therapy to even begin to process what happened and how it affected me.
After a lot of sessions, I decided to confront him. I asked him for money as compensation for the therapy costs and the emotional distress he caused. I felt it was the least he could do, given the severe impact his actions had on my mental health.
His response? He flat out refused. He said it was my fault. He blamed me for what happened.
That just sent me spiraling again because it felt like he was dismissing my pain and trauma, making me question everything all over again.
