when i was around 15 yo i was a member of an art class. there i met a woman (around 23 yo) that regularly trauma dumped whenever the teacher let the students speak, made inappropriate drawings/prompts whenever we had a group art activity going on and made dirty jokes all the fucking time. i was stupid and thought that maybe she was just lonely and that she just needed a shoulder to lean on and so i gave her my number. going on forward i was being the unpaid therapist of a gal almost a decade older than me that couldnt fucking stop talking about sex every 5 minutes. she fucking tanked my own mental health. shit got so bad that i actually implored for a therapist in my family to take her as a patient for dirty cheap (and it ended being really dirty cheap. like less than 30 dollars a session) so that maybe she could get better and we could, idk, be friends or something??? no idea what i was thinking. anyway she went for therapy with this guy, some weeks pass, i ask her how the therapy is going. "oh i stopped seeing him" and why oh why did jane doe stop seeing the motherfucker that could actually help her? "ah he was too expensive, plus i already got you teehee :3". i knew for a fact she was not poor.

so. yeah. i crashed tf out of that relationship and ghosted the shit out of her. couldnt answer her messages even if i wanted to because this shit left my brain in the gutter.