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i stepped away from this space back in november. some of you noticed, some of you didn’t, and that’s fine. what was happening here—both publicly and privately—became overwhelming. it wasn’t just about writing anymore. it felt like i was constantly giving, and even that wasn’t enough. the chaos didn’t stay on the dash; it followed me behind the bar, into my private messages, into relationships i thought were safe. eventually, i hit a point where i had to leave for my own sanity.

so i did. i grounded myself again. i remembered who i was outside of this account. i didn’t disappear to “heal quietly” or become productive overnight—i lived. i went out, i met new people, i let myself have fun, i met a girl that i really like, and slowly, i stopped thinking about this place altogether. my life is genuinely better now, and i’m in a good place. i wasn’t planning on saying anything.

but recent events in eyekonblr were brought to my attention, and i realized that staying silent about why i decided not to return doesn’t sit right with me anymore.

while i was here, i was involved with someone i met through this community—a fellow writer. i won’t get into details of the relationship itself, but i will say this plainly: i was lied to, manipulated, and taken advantage of. i trusted someone who curated an entire false identity. i was told she was an adult. she wasn’t. she told people she was 21. she was actually 16.

i found out after she abruptly disappeared from my life—after telling me she was dying—and after i came across her actual partner’s account. they had been together for years.

i need to be very clear about this part, had i known her real age, nothing between us would have happened. the things i shared, the intimacy, the trust—that consent was built on a lie. learning that it was with a minor was horrifying. it took a long time to even process, let alone accept, that this happened to me.

i’m sharing this not to start drama, not for sympathy, and not to be part of whatever discourse is happening right now. i’m sharing it as a warning.

we set boundaries here for a reason. mdni means something for a reason. but the reality is that people can lie easily online. they can manipulate, curate personas, and cross lines without regard for the harm they cause. and sometimes, you don’t realize it until you’re already hurt.

this experience solidified my decision to leave this platform for good. i won’t be writing here, and i won’t be reading fics anymore. it also changed how i feel about katseye as a whole, which sucks, but it is what it is.

do what you will with this information. just please take it seriously. protect yourselves. protect each other. and don’t assume that someone respecting your boundaries publicly means they’re doing the same privately.