𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚂 // 𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙻𝚂

I’ve been told that lies have been spread about me.  That my emotional abuser has been twisting situations & victimizing themself because we finally cut ties.

I’m going to speak up about the shit I went through, why their lies are in fact lies, & why this is complete & utter victim-blaming. 

A year ago [ish] I started to become friends with someone who currently goes by Key @huntingswarm if I recall correctly.  I would have kept this private but apparently !!  I’m in a DNI now, & they’re spreading victimizing lies about me.  Amazing.  

We hit it off initially.  They are a very sexually forward person, & I went along with it as I don’t mind such sort of advances.  I’m more of a romantic myself but, whatever, I didn’t mind.  Everything was fine.

Apparently it wasn’t.  Now, something you should know about me is that I am autistic.  Autism is not an excuse for toxic behavior.  HOWEVER, it is something that people are expected to keep in mind because I do not understand things unless they are explicitly stated to me.  I can NOT pick up on social cues.  I state this very clearly to people ; if you want something, tell me.

Key went back & forth with the idea of calling me a girlfriend, expressing that they weren’t super comfy with it because of trauma, & I accepted that.  But one day after their friend pressured them [NOT ME, THEIR friend who was trying SO HARD to get me gone] they finally said ‘fuck it, we’re gfs’.  Cool !!

Thirteen days later, they seem down & I attempt to cheer them up with something that was, as mentioned, a norm - intimacy.  Never once did they say ‘i’m not okay with this’, or ‘i’m not feeling it’.  We are still in a relationship at this point, & the boundary for sexual engagement has already been established as acceptable.

ONLY A YEAR LATER did I learn that Key classified the above as sexual assault.  A boundary that THEY had established as acceptable, that they never expressed change in, was sexual assault.

The next day, they broke it off with me, telling me they still weren’t comfortable being official.  Okay, that’s fine.  I was hurt, but, what are you gonna do about it.  We stayed friends, & Key continued to go back & forth with romantic advances vs pushing me away.  Needless to say, this hurt me a lot.  But, I attempted to encourage them to do whatever made them comfortable, & tried very hard to match whatever energy was given to me.

A while later, that friend that wanted me gone got cut off, & Key told me they realized how ableist they’d been towards me because of her, blaming me for my disabilities when refusing to speak in any tone that wasn’t mean.  I said it was okay.  For some reason.

Then we started to become actual friends.  I was moving on, emotionally.  They were still my FP, my best friend, & one day they expressed that it’d be really cool if I moved up to where they were.  So, alright, I got a job in my industry up there, thinking it’d be neat to be near a friend.

Now they had some issues at home that I won’t go into because that’s not my place, but the tl;dr about it is they were dying to get out.  I rented a 2 bedroom apartment because I wanted a craft room, but when Key visited me for my birthday they expressed that they did still want to move here & out of their home.  

I came across a job one day that paid 17-20/hr & said ‘hey, I found this, I know you want a job so you can live on your own & if you do still want to live here you can have the second bedroom, so you can pay half rent & save money to live on your own’.  It was supposed to only last for a year.  They were all for it.

APPARENTLY, this is ‘coercing’ them out of their home.  I offered solutions to their problems, & even found them a job, & it was all voluntary mind you.  There was not a single time when they expressed discomfort with it.  NOT ONE.

Honestly, I wish I’d never offered my home.  They did nothing but take advantage of me & my desire to help out.  Physically, financially, etc.  They constantly disregarded & berated my emotions.  They tried very hard to convince me I was still in love with them.  When they came into MY ROOM [without knocking btw] & asked how they looked, I offered compliments as friends are supposed to.

I’m being told Key is now saying I ‘gawked’ at them in inappropriate clothing.  I didn’t, but it all went along with their delusion that I was still in love with them.

My new partner heard the way they talked to me, on discord.  Friends heard the way they talked to me on discord.  It was NOT good.  But I toughed it out because that’s what friends do, right ??

I wish I’d left sooner.

I did not take advantage of anyone. I did not coerce anyone. I did not abuse anyone. In fact, I’m the one who was royally fucked up for over a year. Tugged back & forth, taken advantage of financially & situationally.

∞   —   @sanctamater​   //   plotted

comstock   house   is   not   as   familiar   as   perhaps   it   should   be,   considering   how   often   they   visit.      gatherings,   prophet   consultations,   etcetera   -   all   does   naught   for   cementing   the   absurd   property   in   their   minds.      high   as   intellect   is   for   both,   neither   of   them   particularly   care   enough   to   store   it   to   memory,   to   associate   it   with   familiarity   ;   rather   with   a   chill   that   rivals   the   false   prophet   himself.

the   visit   was   calculated,   considered   carefully.      zachary   would   not   be   there   today,   not   at   this   time.      there   was   a   window   within   which   the   warning   could   be   delivered,   safely,   &   as   discreetly   as   possible.      hence   the   presence   of   a   single   twin   rather   than   two.

a   well   dressed   man   answers   the   door   -   perhaps   someday   she   would   care   to   remember   his   name   -   &   through   brief   deliberation,   rosalind   ends   up   trailing   him.      much   to   his   irritation,   but,   there's   nothing   to   be   done   about   the   heels   clicking   in   the   same   direction   he's   headed.

upon   arrival,   before   the   poor   man   can   even   speak,   a   much   more   feminine,   accented   voice   speaks   above   him.

❝   lady   comstock.   ❞         --      rosalind   tries   to   keep   her   tone   from   dripping   with   acid,   &   fails   to   some   degree.      

robert   has   repeatedly   reminded   her   it's   not   amelia's   fault   she   has   little   else   to   believe   in   regards   to   the   child.      their   story   is   fairly   bizarre,   after   all,   if   not   unbelievable   entirely.      even   with   his   logical   defense   in   the   back   of   her   mind,   there   is   residual   bitterness   about   being   so   viscerally   &   crudely   attacked.      

         still,   resentment   or   not,   no   one   deserves   this   level   of   fatal   betrayal.