Last night, or probably this morning, I had a dream of an ex friend. I remember logging onto my Instagram an and going through her account out of morbid curiosity. This all happened after all of my friends found out I emotionally groomed a child, and I’ve caused a greatly awful impact in my multiple friend groups.

I remember…I was looking at her profile, her content were drawings of a red figure in yellow shades looking at the viewer with a blank malevolent stare. Her bio was a mess and she was spamming gibberish in her stories. It seems the truth have…broke her. I think the figure was meant to represent me, and how our trust was destroyed after I was outed as a groomer (and then an abuser). Suddenly the dream shifted to a darker place as I continued to look at her art, it’s not what it used to be. I remember something told me I meant a lot to her, when I was outed, she told me to take care and then unfollowed me. The dream presented it as if she was holding back her true feelings, betrayed and upset she was. We had so much in common, she was so sweet. I’m glad the dream was a work of fiction, because it felt real…