Through the years the way we meet people has changed. Back then people would actually had to interact with each other face to face but as the years passed technology evolved and that’s when apps like Facebook and Twitter were born. Yeah it has made it easier for all of us to interact, especially people like me that suffer from social anxiety, but it has also opened the door to others that use these gateways for other reasons like catfishing. Yeah, just like the show. Believe it or not the amount of people getting catfished keeps increasing every year.
What is a Catfish? It’s when someone lures you into a relationship but not with the actual person but with a fictional persona created by them. A persona made of fake names, stories with pictures of actual people. Scary, right? I mean you pretty much open up to someone, give them your trust just for you to be played by them. Many catfish relationships go on for even years because it builds a sense of comfort between you and the person you think you are with. Sometimes even the catfisher(???) actually develops feelings for the other person and decide not come out and be honest out of fear of rejection. The thing is the catfisher sometimes don’t even have bad intentions, sometimes they genuinely just want to feel loved by someone. Most of them are people who have a lot of insecurities or have been rejected so many times by how they look that they decide to be someone else just to be accepted (now that it’s something a lot of us can relate on a daily basis)
Unfortunately that wasn’t the case in my story…
Years ago, 2008 to be precise, back when My Space was the shit (good times, right?) I met this “girl”. Her name was Kiara Nicole Alvarez, a name that I would never forget even after all these years. Kiara sent me a friend request and I immediately accepted. A few days passed but I didn’t dare messaged her, insecurities and shit, you know? So eventually she sent me a message asking how I was and all that and of course I answered back as fast as I could. I mean come on a pretty girl was showing interest in ME out of everyone else. As the days passed we kept talking until eventually it became a daily thing. I opened up to her and let her in, it was one of the biggest and stupidest mistakes I’ve ever done but I was young. Kiara knew pretty much everything about me, I would tell her about my days, about how I was bullied at school and made fun of because I was different and she made feel special, like I was worth a damn and that’s all I ever wanted.
Months passed and my feelings for her grew to the point that I actually told Kiara and she said she felt the same. One of the best feelings ever is when you tell the person you like how you truly feel about them and they feel the same. I was so happy, for once I thought that I was finally gonna be happy with someone. She was perfect, and yet there is no such thing. After months of talking through messages and even through the phone I decided it was time to finally meet face to face. I was confident that this was gonna be it for me. We agreed to meet in the movie theater near our houses. The date was set, our first encounter was going to be on a Saturday at 6. I remember that during that week I was so excited I bought new clothes, got a haircut and bought her flowers. Saturday came and I was ready to meet who I thought would be the love of my life. I decided to arrive early at the movie theater, get our tickets and wait for her outside. Six o clock came and she was nowhere to be seen. I texted her multiples times and multiple times she said she was on her way, so I waited with flowers in hand. Ten minutes turned into thirty minutes. I was starting to get worries I thought something bad had happened to her or that she had bailed on me and that’s when I heard it, that cruel laughter, a sound I would never forget. Four guys around my age, maybe older were all laughing in a mocking way. I was confused about what was happening and that’s when one of them said Kiara and my heart sunk. I have been played by these individuals that I didn’t even knew. I had opened up to them. Told them my fears, my thoughts and my past. Heartbroken and betrayed I dropped the roses I had bought for her and ran as far away as i could from them. My dream girl had turned into a nightmare.
The whole situation stuck with me through all these years as lesson. Nowadays you can’t really trust anyone you meet online, that’s why I’m more cautious about it because I refuse to go through that again and I hope no one ever does but I sadly I can’t save anyone. So that’s my story guys, thanks for reading and if you have your own catfish story I would love for you to share it with me.