#t-abyss

[finnstickz]

I present… a self insert I made from a scrapped persona! I’ll be posting more with him!

[volgotha]

I hope this isn't too personal of a question but, that friend your ex jumped to.. from what you posted it sounds like you have up on helping her? Wtf is that?

+So, the night I decided to cut ties with her was back in April 2015. My ex had just left to her place, and the story then was that he was going to come back, he just needed some time. Before I knew it, two weeks had gone by, and still there was no news, and she had started to behave verrry strangely over text, until the night my ex told me it was over for good. Y’know, after letting me twist in the wind. :/

Now at this point, during those two weeks, I was experiencing a continuous anxiety attack, like for two weeks straight i needed some ativan to fall asleep. I had begun to research my situation online. I typed up the mean shit my ex would do, and I was always redirected to things like “Grey Rock Guide” and “You May Be Dating A Sociopath”, and “Signs of a Psychopath” and stuff like that. It was the first time in my life I had ever seen shit like that.

The night he came to get his things from my house, he was a different person. Its was like he had stopped playing a character and was being himself. His true cold, cruel self. He told me while grabbing some things that he was planning to “take over Gabe’s guild”, and other very strange things to that effect. Affter he left, for the next few days, the anxiety got worse, because ppl had started to fall off my friends list and I ddn’t know what was going on. I became suicidal, and she was the only person I could go to.

At first she was kind and helpful, but then she said something cruel that my ex would always tell me when he was abusing me, and that’s when I understood what was going on; my ex was a psychopath, a real one, that sudden change of character was him dropping the mask, and the reason ppl were dropping out of my life like flies was bc he had started to spread bullshit lies abt me being the abusive party, and now he was trying to get me to kill myself through my best friend by getting her to repeat his cruel words to me in my hour of need. I had no choice, I had to block her to save myself. He still had his tendrils in me through her. I had to go No Contact. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t feel like shit about it.

Then earlier this year, I found out that she had been cheating on me with him behind my back when he and I were still together, and that a friend of a friend knew bc she had confided in them abt it. She was probably never really my best friend. the whole friendship was probably engineered by my ex, so he could jump to her after the devaluation phase with me. 

idk what to say rly. I think I’ve been through enough, and I did all i could. I stuck my neck out and warned her, and any mutual of hers and mine who would listen. Hopefully one of them is watching over her, and she’ll have a support system when he inevitably strikes, bc that’s honeatly all i could do for her in this situation. And if I’m honest, I’m pretty sure she’ll still come out hating me forever, because in that group, even if the person who told them bad things about me is a proven toxic abusive shitlord, they still hold on to the bad things they were told about me.  

That’s why i just… moved on. There was nothing more I could do. This whole thing was exhausting, I just.. want it all to dissapear into obscurity and forget it ever happened at this point, I’m finally at a place mentally, 5 years later, where I can forget it ever happened.  I don’t really want to waste anymore of my energy feeling guilty, yknow?

[marcusfeniix]

Friends of whom I play the Uncharted 4 mp with: y’all need’a hit me up, lemme know when y’alls be free because uh we need’a hang more

[talesfromthecrypts]

t-abyss replied to your post: replied to your post: Me looking for...

i feel this so much. i’m mexican and white with pale skin, and have blue eyes, too. so when i tell people im not ‘white’ they give me a look like my brains are falling out of my head or something.

story for y’all: I have a very Hispanic last name and the whitest white girl first name. So once I had a teacher after role call on the first day tell me “I was looking for a bright blonde valley white girl and a Hispanic brown haired girl simultaneously and you look like neither of those things”. I also had a Hispanic professor in college who did a double take when he called my last name and I raised my hand

[marcusfeniix]

You are so great 😗

aaahhhalfhjdhf♥♥♥♥ thank you ;v; you too are so great, like a m a z i n g

[volgotha]

Holy shit I just read your text post I'm so sorry! How are people so easily sold on bullshit??? What happened that lead up to all that?

Okay, strap yourself in. I’m only typing this mess up once more and then I’m never mentioning it again as long as I live. I’m not going to tag it with anything relevant either so once its posted, i’m letting it get lost in the sea of reblogs. Here we go, warning; this is gon be long.

In 2006 I went to college. From 2006 to 2009 I hung out with 5 friends and my bf at the time, Andre. It was in 2007 that we started to poke our heads into the 2C11 room (the clubspace room). Matt and his best friend Jogn Carlo started coming with us to Rocky Horror, a thing only myself and two of my 5 friends would do together, along with ppl they knew from their old highschool. By 2009, we had formed a big gang of friends from the clubspace, and we all started going to movies and sushi together. One of my friends organize panels for Otakuthon, where we’d all meet up.      

But in 2009, two of the 5 ppl I hung out with had a falling out. They stopped being friends. One went to university, the other was around for one more year then she went to university in 2010. That’s when the old group began to change from a family to a clique: In 2010 new members joined the club, and became new staples in the old group–most importantly, a guy named Tin.

It used to feel like a big family, but when the new semester started in September 2010 and new members flooded the club, everything changed. Tin instantly gave me a strange feeling in my gut, like there was something off abt him I couldn’t articulate. Shannon was dating Alex, the then club president, who stepped down in disgrace after I and one of those 5 friends went to the student union to complain abt him being the Harvey Weinstein of the club,. He wanted to permanently ban her from the club bc that summer when he was making a shitty youtube movie, he asked her out and she said no. The only reason he stepped down is bc I helped her take it to the student union and took him down. So when 2010 came along, Tin swooped in and became Alex 2.0, and when I warned ppl abt him they didn’t listen.

Fast forward a year to 2011, and the shitstorm happens; My mom had bvee battling with cancer since 2009. She had a hysterectomy but it didn’t work, and the cancer came back with a vengance.

January 15th 2011: My mom comes into my room and tells me her doctor doesn’t give her 1 year left to live. A few minutes after she leaves my room, Tin talks to me on Steam. He starts trolling me, I exploded on him. I felt bad about it so I tried to apologise to him, and I wrote on my facebook wall a message: “Just found out my mom has a year left to live, not in my right head, plz stay away from me for a while” so i wouldn’t explode on anyone else. I said I tried to apologise to Tin on steam, because him being an abujsive sociopath, instead of just accepting the apology or not like a normal person, instead he starts demanding that i admit to being a shitdisturber. I ignore him at that point, tell him im sorry, wish him good night and then sign off steam, and go to bed.

The following day, Shannon heads me off as I’m in the 2C11 hallway heading to the clubspace room; she warns me that Kelly is having a shit fit and screaming about how much of a horrible person I am, that apparently Kelly thinks my facebook post is me using my mom as an excuse to get away with being a bitch. I run to confront her, because excuse me, no it fucking wasn’t yknow? and whatever trauma she hasn;’t resolved yet doesn’t give her the right to twist my meanings and paint me as a monster. Thats when she goes into the Oliver’s caf so I follow her, and she screams at me calls me pathetic and heads back into the clubspace, and everyone followed her and left me in the caf crying with Shannon and Alex. :/

The situation was made ten times worse later that night by a certain person named Mathew, remember him? He was supposed to be my friend. Instead, he took the opportunity to write a huge post on fb tearing me down, on which everyone else joined in taking a public jab at me. Matt was seen as the community leader at the time. He could have used his power to calm the situation down, instead he made things worse. To this day, I suspect that troll Tin is the one who twisted my words to trigger Kelly and cause all of this, and that he also had Matt in the palm of his hand, but i digress; Matt’s post convinced most of them to ditch me. That devastated me in an already overwhelmed state, and I attempted suicide a few nights later.

That summer, I saw that my former friends were all having a big party, “What Killed the Dinosaurs? The Bad Movie Night.”, and I wasn’t invited. Shannon saw how much it hurt me, so she invited to her bf’s party instead, and that’s where I met Paul.

The following school year of 2011-2012 went by without much incident. The people who had ghosted me slowly added me back, Matt even apologized for his shit, and things seemed to be on the up and up. It looked like all this drama was behind us. I was wrong.

After I graduated, I decided to go visit the club in Fall 2012. Big mistake.

I saw someone I knew, Sarah, crying on someone’s lap, and asked her what was up. She told me she was in an abusive relationship with Tin. For giving her the advice to leave him, Tin came at me on steam again, and I told him that he was an abuser, that he would not intimidate me and to go fuck himself, and I blocked him. Suddenly, Matt was trying to extort 100$ from me for 2 locks I had broken the year before, which should’ve only cost 42$. Where did that come from? Well, Tin was the club’s Treasurer that year. He was trying to get back at me for standing up to him and helping his victim escape, and he was doing it through Matt, who was going apeshit on me on MSN for refusing to pay 100$. I insisted I should only have to pay what I owe, which was 42$. He kept freaking out on me, so finally I threatened to get a lawyer involved, and that’s when he backed down. I still paid the money I owed for the locks I had broken but I blocked Matt, having had enough of his bullshit, and that’s when suddenly a bunch of ppl from the group ghosted me for good.

Why was I ghosted when Matt was clearly the one in the wrong? Because Tin. They ghosted me bc Tin told them to. Tin and Matt told them all sorts of shitty things about me and they believed them. They don’t hold Tin or Matt to any of their shitty actions though bc they don’t want the same abuse that happened to me to happen to them. They turn a blind eye to every shitty thing Tin and Matt do. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to understand there’s an extremely toxic abuse dynamic at play in that group.

But the story doesn’t end there. Remember that party I went to with Shannon, and that guy I met named Paul? From november 2011 to march 2015 we were together. I was isolated from whoever was left, only hung out with him and his friends. In 2014, I became close friends with a girl name d Ariel, a member of that old groiup who ghosted me. But that was probably a manufactured relationship manipulated into existance by Paul, so he could jump to her when he was done with me.

Paul was extremely abusive when no one was around. The night he left, we had a huge fight. I tried to escape the situation by running upstairs. He chased me and when I ran into my TV room and closed the door behind me, he started pounding on it and trying to push his way in. When he did manage to get through the door, I panicked, picked up a glass bottle and threw it at him, and then slammed the door again when he backed out. The bottle broke, and cut his finger very deep. He used that cut to get everyone present during the situation on his side. Nevermind all the crazy abusive stuff he had just pulled in front of them, no, I was the bad guy, and once he had them convinced, he left to my then bff’s house, who later became his new gf.

He posted a picture of the wound on facebook, and because of that and previous drama from years ago that never really went away, most of the friends I had left from Dawson believed him, and ghosted me. I couldn’t tell them that a week earlier he had raped me, and that’s why I was scared enough to throw that glass bottle at him.I filed a police report, I warned everyone who would listen to me about him, and I warned her. I did all I could.

 I was too scared to tell this story for such a long time, because if asking for understanding while my mom was dying was twisted into me using my mom as an excuse to get away with being a bitch, then asking for understanding for the outbursts I had after being raped would just be twisted into me using my rape as an excuse to get away with being a bitch. I couldn’t handle the idea of my rape being trivialized as just some excuse–and Mathew is in part responsible for it all, because of that fucking post he made publicly tearing me down. Had he not posted that, I would’ve never lost my support system, I would’ve never gone to that party with Shannon, and I would’ve never been raped.

So I spent the better parts of 2016-2018 telling those involved off for their part in my current situation and blocked them, and the rest rebuilding what I had back in 2009, with resounding success. 

So, there you have it. That’s what happened. Fuuuuuuuucking insane isn’t it. Its over now, none of them can hurt me anymore and Ive once again surrounded myself with friends I can actually trust, so everything’s good now. I still have my low days bc this was yknow, a lot, but I’m doing much, muuuuch better now. 

[marcusfeniix]

t-abyss replied to your post: WELL those last two matches were absolute dog...

TDM in general just sucks, but I had a fun time!!

I enjoy it most of the time, but like tonight was just bad and last match i just had to carry quite a bit but still suffered sadly. But yes, I still had a lot of fun!! Next time we got on I'll hit you up if you're available! c:

[marcusfeniix]

t-abyss replied to your post: tfw ppl run around blindfiring the pak-80...

do u need another player? i would be down..

if you'd like to join we'd be down for havin' ya!!