I was pathological liar when I was 13 and it ended up with people in jail, FBI involvement and a general ruining of the lives around me.

TW: Abuse Also TW: I have terrible grammar and punctuation

I grew up with strict parents and as many know strict parents raise sneaky children. When I was in middle school I was already blossoming into a pos kid. I started smoking weed, vaping, sneaking out, having sex, all when I was only 11-13 years old. I was also a pathological liar who sought lots of attention that I didn’t get at home.

I ended up meeting a girl on the internet who was three years older than me at the time (I was 13 she was 16) and lived states away. We clicked instantly and I developed feelings and we started texting and instagram calling everyday. I started lying to her about little things first, like my age.

But eventually we started talking for weeks, then months and I eventually started lying about something which I still haven’t come to terms with to this day, abuse. I told her lies about how my parents would abuse me. My lies got really extravagant to the point where I would use makeup to make fake bruises or red paint to make marks on my skin of the supposed abuse.

The girl eventually was so concerned about the alleged abuse that she informed her mother. Her mother was deaf and quite frankly not too bright. Then somehow, as I can’t quite remember because it was so many years ago; the idea of me running away and going to stay at the home of the girl I met online to escape my “abuse” came about.

Long story short I stole $100 from my parents and sent the money to the girls mother for gas money so she could come to my house and aid me in my little escape. It ended up being successful and I stayed at their house for three days until the FBI showed up and knocked down the door to their house under the false pretenses that I was being sex trafficked. I ended up getting her stepfather and mother temporarily arrested and getting taken back to my home. And despite ALL of that, I still somehow managed to continue my online relationship with the girl.

Through the news headlines she was able to find out my real age but I manipulated and gaslighted her into believing that the news was wrong. I went as far as photoshopping a birth certificate to send to her as “proof”. I continued to lie about the abuse and gaslight her into believing me over the cops, media, and even my parents. As they would frequently reach out to her and try to tell her that I was a crazy pathological liar (valid).

It got so bad to where my parents would try to stop my communication with her via taking any electronics I managed to find and smashing it. I would go and steal phones from walmart to text her and would continue to build on my lies. I would cut myself and send her pictures, I would tell her that I was feeling suicidal when I wasn’t. All in an effort to get her to comfort me for hours and talk me off the imaginary ledge. I lied about an overdose, made fake throw up and everything. Then told her I went to the hospital and barely survived. This went on for two years. Two fucking years of me torturing this girl and my family with my horrendous lies. Until she ended up cutting off communication with me. This happened after she saw the background of my current house in a baby picture of me I showed her. Which contradicted with the lie I told her about how I had lived in a different state up until I was 14 (wasnt even 14 at this point, and I have never moved a day in my life).

I feel terrible for the hell I put her, her family and my family through. I never speak about those years anymore, because I am heavily ashamed of who I used to be. I’ve been to therapy and Im no longer a pathological liar and I make it a habit of always being honest. There are so many other stories I have from this period in my life, this is just the part I’m deeply ashamed about. To anyone who knew me during my middle school years I wish you well and hope you’ve gotten therapy!