By I wake up realising that the AC has been switched off. In my disorientated state, I frantically unlock my phone to find the source of my pleasure.
“Grindr” shows up in a private folder on my phone, and I click on the app. The first thing I do without hesitation is to click the messages icon at the top. I click on it repeatedly, anxious to see if “Nick” has replied. When I see Nick’s profile at the top of my unread messages, I am relieved. My grin turns into a chuckle when I see he has indeed sent me nudes of himself, as he promised just hours before.
He really does have a nice thick one, I note, and whip out my own to start masturbating to them. A quick shiver, and a low moan. I come. I instantly proceed to the bathroom to wash myself. The jerk off session was quick, and satisfying, and I now long for a snack. Perhaps a bite out of a karipap Mum usually makes for tea. Or maybe not. I had other things to do first, I reminded myself.
Within a few minutes however, I chat up another guy. The cycle continues, and the catfishing starts anew.
For the uninitiated, catfishing refers to the act of using someone else’s photos, usually for the purpose of pursuing deceptive online romances.
Dear Straight People,
I’m not sure when exactly I started catfishing. It may have been two or three years ago, maybe earlier. But what I am certain is that I am quite a pro at it.
I know exactly how to get around having multiple profiles on Grindr using just one email address – instead of making multiple email IDs every time – and I know what things to put on your profile that will get you all sorts of messages and picture, in an instant.
It’s a process that has taken years of experience (both good and bad) to perfect, and I’m quite proud of it.
My Grindr profile – let’s call him Jack – is creatively designed and incorporated using random Asian models on the web. Asian men, from experience, are most likely to get me a response compared to other ethnicities. I then stock up on various shots of genitalia from another source to make picture-perfect “Jack”.
The end product is magnificent; a 5’2”, versatile top, and one heck of a hunk. Jack is mine, and I love him. But I have to share him, or else it’s no fun.
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This goes out to Jack and all the people who were brave enough to come clean. I’m in a similar boat. Moderators, is there any way to reach Jack personally? Perhaps we can help each other out, if not, to help me out.
Thank you for sharing Jack. Thank you for being honest. I really think that people like us can help each other. Perhaps it is time to end the “discrimination within a discriminated community.”
Hey Matt. It’s Jack. Send me an email. I’d love to hear from you. jackpv1979@gmail.com
One of the issues here is that, despite recognising the roots of the problem – i.e. the way the gay community made you feel about your body coupled with your struggles with mental health – you don’t consider in your article how these actions can exasperate precisely the same issues in the targets.
When most of the guys that chat me up on Grindr turn out to be catfishes, it doesn’t feel like a compliment. It’s not just the obvious feelings of being violated or manipulated – it makes me feel like I’m so unattractive that only fake guys want to talk to me. Like I deserve to be hurt because I’m batting out of my league. Like I should feel guilty for talking to someone who was better looking than me.
I also suffer from depression and suicidal thoughts. I understand that you did this as a release from what you’re going through. But when this happens to me, it makes what I’m already going through feel twice as bad.
I’m not trying to shame or guilt anyone here who has catfished in the past because of there own issues, I’m just trying to make it clear that victims of this practice can’t always just shrug it off: catfishing others to feel better often just makes the victim feel the same way as you did when you started.
I totally agree with you. I just got catfished by this super manipulative guy and when it occurred to me that I invested some feelings into the conversation but that the other guy on the line was a fake person, it didn’t only feel like it was a waste of time. It felt like i got betrayed heavily. It made me feel so attacked? Why me? And why torture me mentally with ur mind games and gaslighting me when all i wanted was a call to verify your authenticity.
PLEASE. FEELING HURT DOES NOT LEGITIMIZE U TO HURT OTHER PEOPLE.
well, you are just pathetic. that’s all i’ve got to say.
With all this “beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” talk, why don’t people try going for those who are more physically similar to them? It doesn’t make sense to lament people being “shallow,” when you’re pursuing people on the basis of their own physical appearance. I’ve never gotten that about these complaints; “like me for what I have on the inside,” directed toward the hunky porn-fantasy men you dishonestly want to see you differently than you, frankly, look at them!
Disgusting and rotten person. I hope you will burn in hell for fooling so many and stealing theit time
The only disgusting things about A fat person with acne that catfishes. Is the fact that he cat fishes. Learn to love yourself don’t fuck with peoples hearts like that. It’s completely selfish. You are not a victim. If you hate being fat so much, lose the weight. If you hate your pimples, eat a clean diet. Insecurity is the only issue here.
Do the world a favor. Dig a 12ft hole and then jump into it head first you piece of garbage.