Hi, as the title says, I am sorta kinda not depressed as much as I was before. Now you may ask why I was depressed in the first place, and here's a recap.
TL;DR: some asshole extorted me for nudes and used them to slander me, causing me to lose like 2 friends; and while everyone basically knows this person is full of shit, they do think acknowledge that I shouldn't have given into the pressure. Fake bitches can go fuck themselves, only the real ones shall live on. Thank you for reading.
So it begins when I was pressured by someone (who I will call Carl) into sending nudes to them in August. After I was shown screenshots of Carl bragging after they pressured me into showing my nudes to them, I cut Carl off and Carl went around telling people that I was a pedophile (which is ironic because Carl was a lolicon, and would try to get me into it, to no success; he also said I had the body of a 14 year old in a call). Of course, I had proof of Carl being a snake and them bragging about the shit they did, and most of those people swiftly dismissed Carl. On the other hand, a couple of close friends somehow didn't share the same sentiments and a week later they stopped being my friends (with one of them saying that i always made them uncomfy and what I did was supposedly the "last straw", despite them never telling me before because they didn't want to "hurt my feelings", and only told me when i asked them how i made them uncomfy).
I will admit I shouldn't have done this though, I shouldn't have given into the pressure. And so I basically had to worry about my own safety for like WEEKS, because for all I know, Carl could've been trying to get as much information about me as I can, and is likely stalking my social media as we speak. I had also received screenshots of one of my former "friends" saying they wanted nothing to do with me (or Carl either, so that's good), so I respected their wishes and blocked them (I felt even worse after this). I eventually stopped caring about said former friend. All in all, it just reminds me of January, where I had called out someone for defending Alexcasanas (who was outed as an abuser), yet I somehow lost "friends" because I was "giving them trauma" (for reminding them of defending an abuser)? Not real friends I guess if they're gonna ditch me without hearing me out.
But as of late? While it is a little difficult sometimes, I've stopped caring because people know Carl is full of shit. As for the old friends who cut me off? Whatever. If they really were uncomfy, they would've told me sooner; as I asked them if I was doing anything that made them uncomfy on multiple occasions and they said no, so why should it be my fault if they didn't want to properly communicate to me? All in all, while I have fucked up big time in my life, I feel like I can be a better person if I just don't let some assholes live rent free in my head and ruin my life. I've had someone who I was a huge fan of be exposed as a pedophile, I've had lost friends who I considered close and now view me as some sort of monster; but whatever, those people aren't relevant to my life anymore, and I want it to stay that way.
I'm sorry for this long ass post, but I've wanted to get this off my chest. I do appreciate if you've taken time out of your day to read this, and I hope you're doing well. floridaFargone out.