Straight Female / 27
A Misunderstanding
I love spongebob. I was member to many pages on facebook.
And suddenly when i was 18 i had add and a message from someone.
It was a boy who liked spongebob too, he was 12 and started to talk and became friends.
We were in different towns and we only talk from facebook.
We only met once when he came in my town and his mother was with us. When he came he was 14 and i was 20.
Αs time went by we started to talk about more personal stuff. If he didn't know something i could explain to him. He said to me he liked a boy and i was support him like a good friend.
We started to talk about sexual stuff like friends do as well. I felt like i could be my childish self with him and i was accepting his chidish self and anything he told me i never judged.
Sometimes he felt alone because his parents and sister weren't at home and sometimes he was angry with them. I told him he could go for a walk to calm down if he is angry and if he ever come to my town again he could stay to my house.
We were good together or i least that's what i thought.
He was one of the few people i enjoyed to talk and when i was going home from walks with friends i was glad to see his many messages. We were talking with vocally messages too.
I told him about myself for being autistic. He told me that his mother wanted for him to see a psychologist, he didn't want because he thought the psychologist would tell his mother everything. I told him that's not true and his mother wouldn't learn anything.
And one day in the morning when i was 21 and he was 15 i didn't see messages from him which was weird. I messaged him and i couldn't he had blocked me and i had a message from his mother saying to never ever contact with her son again or else she would show our messages to the police and i could go to jail.
I was afraid and really didn't understand anything. What's was her problem? i didn't do anything bad to her son.
I talked a little with his mother and i realized she completely misunderstood me. She thought i told her son to run away from home, she thought it was inappropriate to suggest him to stay in my house if he came to my town.
And she thought i made him gay because i supported him when he told me he liked a boy and touched himself for him and she blamed me that because of me his son act like a 10 year old. She might thought it was inappropriate to talk about sex with someone 6 year younger than me.
I was so embarrassed because sometimes we were talking about our sexual fantasies in those messages and his mother told me she read all the messages. I didn't I mentioned anything illegal fantasy, but maybe they were weird not illegal.
Fortunately his mother calmed down but i never spoke to him since then and i learnt he didn't want my company in the first place and he was against me like his mother at the end.
Unfortunately i told my mother and she was angry with me, she thought i had sexual feelings for the boy but i had only friendly feelings. Even my psychologist back then thought i had sexual feelings for the boy.
I was crying because i thought we were friends.
And to be honest i still don't understand. My intentions were pure.
And suddenly when i was 18 i had add and a message from someone.
It was a boy who liked spongebob too, he was 12 and started to talk and became friends.
We were in different towns and we only talk from facebook.
We only met once when he came in my town and his mother was with us. When he came he was 14 and i was 20.
Αs time went by we started to talk about more personal stuff. If he didn't know something i could explain to him. He said to me he liked a boy and i was support him like a good friend.
We started to talk about sexual stuff like friends do as well. I felt like i could be my childish self with him and i was accepting his chidish self and anything he told me i never judged.
Sometimes he felt alone because his parents and sister weren't at home and sometimes he was angry with them. I told him he could go for a walk to calm down if he is angry and if he ever come to my town again he could stay to my house.
We were good together or i least that's what i thought.
He was one of the few people i enjoyed to talk and when i was going home from walks with friends i was glad to see his many messages. We were talking with vocally messages too.
I told him about myself for being autistic. He told me that his mother wanted for him to see a psychologist, he didn't want because he thought the psychologist would tell his mother everything. I told him that's not true and his mother wouldn't learn anything.
And one day in the morning when i was 21 and he was 15 i didn't see messages from him which was weird. I messaged him and i couldn't he had blocked me and i had a message from his mother saying to never ever contact with her son again or else she would show our messages to the police and i could go to jail.
I was afraid and really didn't understand anything. What's was her problem? i didn't do anything bad to her son.
I talked a little with his mother and i realized she completely misunderstood me. She thought i told her son to run away from home, she thought it was inappropriate to suggest him to stay in my house if he came to my town.
And she thought i made him gay because i supported him when he told me he liked a boy and touched himself for him and she blamed me that because of me his son act like a 10 year old. She might thought it was inappropriate to talk about sex with someone 6 year younger than me.
I was so embarrassed because sometimes we were talking about our sexual fantasies in those messages and his mother told me she read all the messages. I didn't I mentioned anything illegal fantasy, but maybe they were weird not illegal.
Fortunately his mother calmed down but i never spoke to him since then and i learnt he didn't want my company in the first place and he was against me like his mother at the end.
Unfortunately i told my mother and she was angry with me, she thought i had sexual feelings for the boy but i had only friendly feelings. Even my psychologist back then thought i had sexual feelings for the boy.
I was crying because i thought we were friends.
And to be honest i still don't understand. My intentions were pure.
