I became a straight femboy at 17 in 2012, back then everyone just called it being too late for emo. I started out on online chatrooms showing off my new style, everyone in the chatrooms loved it so I decided I should definitely take this up. Girls from my local area would recognize me in the street as that femboy from snog.com and wave at me which was such an ego boost after being the 'runt' kid for so many years. There were also some bad things like old men would follow me around then my doctor would rather tell me I'm paranoid than to admit he thinks I might be super attractive, and like all femboys experienced the strange things too for example those people who nearly walk straight into you on the streets because they're trying so hard not to look at you and make eye contact.
But the main thing I want to warn you all about is my 'best friend'. We shared parts of our childhood together, it seemed like I belonged by his side, we both had trouble in schools, had the same tutor for excluded pupils in our area, then attended the same 'half-school'. I posted pictures of my new style on Facebook, and this friend messages me a few days after asking to hang out. We go out to a Chinese restaurant, he constantly keeps laughing "we're gay" at the table, I just say to him something like "oh are you gay? I'm not gay but that's ok" he tells me he just means gay as in stylish and he's also 100% sure he's straight too.
We spent most of our days and nights together on and off until 2018, we, and I especially was so skinny we could comfortably share a single bed. A couple of mornings during that time I opened my eyes to him staring at me. I just assumed he woke me up and decided to give me a creepy look as I opened my eyes just for banter. He also used to say we would be having sex all day if I was BORN as a girl, once he got an ugly girlfriend who he would only seem to snog if he was looking into my eyes, I thought he was just trying to show off to me. These were some of the tell-tell signs that this guy was attracted to me, but I really didn't notice because I know I tell my close friends I think they're sexy as banter. During this time I went to hospital a few times for some traumas which were locked until 2019. During this time my friend would get a complete make-over and hang out with his other friends circle with his rich dad, he never ever introduced me to this group or his dad, just his mum. He would tell me his view of his dad was that he was just a rich man who had sex with his mother and abandoned him apart from taking him to Amsterdam at 18, and kept asking me if I would help him steal from his dad. During the last year of our friendship, I started taking a medicine which made me clinically obese. During this year he was acting even more creepy around me. Once he insisted on us being naked in a hotel room, I agreed except I wore underwear he wore none. We went camping and he kept begging me to suck his penis which I refused.
The final events 2018: He made a fake girlfriend he dated for our final 2 weeks, and introduced us to eachother like we were designed to rock eachother's worlds. He took obese me out of a hospital when I was really dirty and hadn't showered for 2 days, he told me if I don't leave the hospital with him right now, he would stop being my friend forever. He kept giving me more and more various benzo/painkiller cocktail tablets until I was drugged so much I wouldn't be able to remember. He took me to his mother's house saying there's some really cool people he wants me to meet but told me to sit on his toilet for 30 mins first or else he'll beat me up, really wanting to know what my 'friend' was up to I waited in the bathroom with the light on for 30 mins and my friend kept telling me to have a wank, which I did't. I didn't notice what it was at the time, but I realize from some of the things I said and my doctor confirmed I was probably hypnotized in that bathroom from what I remember. There was someone in the room next to the bathroom playing sissy hypnos at low volume, and playing a normal radio station jingle called 'magic' now and again. Now I was on about 5 different types of pill and hypnotized, If you've never seen sissy hypnos, I hadn't at the time either, the videos hypnotize you to say 'yes' to everything and believe you're transexual. After 30 minutes I was asleep on the toilet floor and my friend came and woke me up, told me I'm meeting people from the adult industry to help me get super rich from porn. It was actually my sister in that room, someone who knows my close childhood friends, and this 'friend's' other friends from his dad who he never introduced me to. The room was dark and my eyes were used to the bright bathroom so I didn't recognize anyone. His plan was to make me confess to things I haven't done thanks to the hypnosis, and for me to be totally shameless about it thanks to the drugs he spiked me with. He even announced himself as 'Jeremy Kyle' (Jerry Springer in UK). He asked if I was a pedophile, my answer was a pedophile is technically any person attracted to 12-15 year olds, and I was a pedophile when I was 15 (as in liked girls my age) then completely stopped liking 15 year olds when I turned 17. I said my mother is attracted to me and I said yes, which I definitely don't think, they put mummy traumas on hypnos videos. He complained about some of the tiny childish behaviors I had at 14 years old in school telling me I'm too old for them now. This kinda backfired on him though. I wasn't self-aware to be anxious of these other people in the room thanks to the drugs, so I bought up some real secrets of his I thought would be just funny in this 'really fun rap battle' I was seeing the argument as. I remember him getting so fustrated he just started telling me to be sad for him, so I just pulled a very sad face at him which made him more fustrated and me laugh more. He had enough in the end and told me to go to his bedroom and cluck like a chicken on the way there, so I just said "erm.. cluck cluck night guys." kinda how the cluckin' bell employees on GTA say 'cluck', did a single armpit fart then went to bed. The people from the front room came into the bedroom when I was asleep and wrote nasty things like 'slut' and 'kill yourself' on the wall, my sister drew a butterfly above it which made me think it was just a drawing of the pandora's box myth when I got up, but before I got out of bed my 'friend' tried to climb on top of me and suffocate me. He stopped and acted like it was a joke when I began screaming. We then went to one of his friends houses, and he emotionally blackmailed me to take LSD with him. He probably didn't really take his LSD dose. We went to his girlfriends house, he took a knife to me then ran out the door and I basically never saw him again. I just realized this yesterday, people like my sister and my doctor gave me the puzzle pieces of this trauma and I've just put it together.
I was about to end my life yesterday, then I realized how his ex-police sociopath farther set him up to do this, 'friend' is the real victim in this setup. His dad told him to do this so he will never have a friend who respects him more than his sociopathic farther.
'Friend', if you are reading this you could've just asked your dad really, I'm currently doing escort meets at £200/hour if you will talk to me again and I'm still planning on making that yacht hire company we promised ourselves, I'm actually working towards it at college.
Oh wait sorry I screen my customers so there's no hope :(
I also know exactly how to ruin your life once your dad dies finally and you have 0 grades, and no trust whatsoever. The plan is to donate you £60,000 in cash, this will be your VAT allowance up to the 40% bracket, and you'll become ineligible for broke ass benefits that tax year. You may get a job if an idiot will employ you, however minimum wage after your taxes is now £4 per hour in Central London with rent at £40 per day, and just to top things off, I can call HMRC to come and get you locked up for the VAT you say you 'didn't know' you had to pay... And I have no hopes of you turning £60k into anything, it's not like you'll have me to tell you to buy bitcoin in 2013, and follow me in buying Nvidia stocks in 2012. You're so fucking stupid that I'm confident I can tell you all about this plan without risking it's success.
I'm 26 years old now, back to my skinny body and the future is looking brighter than ever
I get a strong feeling femboys aren't loved, just lust. And always abandoned when someone thinks our looks are about to fade.
Lesson: Stick to your old friends :)
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