I still remember that theology student I met when I was 13. he was very religious and kind, he spoke warmly to me and I enjoyed spending time with him.
When we texted one night, the subject got deeper and he asked me what I liked.
I told him about my hobbies and things I love, and he in turn told me about his own.
but I wish I hadn't asked anything.
He told me that he likes to cut himself and has masochistic tendencies. I didn't quite understand and asked him to explain. he sent me photos of his own bloody arms and cuts.
I have never been so surprised in my life. He was so kind, religious and warm. He usually talked about help to people and religion, but he could actually show someone he had just met, or a child (we can say that) the darkest side of own...
I don't know,,, maybe I just seemed too trustworthy to him, but what he was doing made my blood run cold at the time. Even if it's the kind of thing that would never affect me that much if it were now, and I have to admit I was a bit of the naive type. Maybe I am still now, but it was more and more in the past.
I thought about my reaction in the past, I wasn't mad at him. I remember freezing and asking why. and why he studying religion if he likes such things. he tells me that this is his best option
I haven't seen him for years, but even thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach. I didn't give a reaction that I should have in the past and it still bothers me as I remember it now.
I feel like I have to throw so I'll talk about people I've met in the past
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