like for real fuck you. my groomers started with asking me to make art of us with our "dirty roleplays" and then progressed to asking for real phone calls, pictures, videos, and camming. it started when i was 11. i had already been treated innaproproately by my parents and i didnt stop because the first time i got caught at 12, i was slut shamed by them and my Christian school for being "promiscuous" i never wanted to show myself to begin with but he said i thought we were starting to date don't you trust me etc and it went into him saying he's the worst and he's gonna kill himself so i did. i was a kid just enjoying my time at my grandparents house. i was wearing a pink fuzzy robe with snowflakes, like a kid would wear. sigh. i don't care how messed upthey were or that one of them had DID from being raped and abused as a child, but his alters never hurt me, only he did, he was in denial of being trans and was extremely hurt and unwell.