ACT 1: The current Mood...How do you recover from something like that?

Well, hello, I guess—this is my first time posting on this site. Well, mostly because I want to be more active around here, at least in the sense of writing blog posts about things happening in my personal life, my opinions, or other things I want to comment on in some way.

It’s not the nicest first impression I could give, but I’ll try to let you get to know me through my blog posts.

Anyway...

Have you ever been on a Discord server where you made friends?

In my case, several times. And during one of those times, I was in a relationship with a certain person—someone with whom I shared interests and felt we had chemistry. We had a good few months of that in 2025. Then we broke up because that person felt she was only hurting me and didn’t know what she really wanted deep down. That kept me away from that server for a few months, but it didn’t stop me from leaving.

A few months later, I returned, having “somewhat” recovered from the pain that ended relationship had caused me. It was about four months where I was on the server, somewhat recovered from the pain, but deep down I hadn’t fully recovered—I still had some feelings for that person.

As a few months went by, there was a moment when a situation arose on the server that brought up the fact that she and I had been a couple in the past; that somehow made me feel bad, and in her, it sparked a supposed desire to try again. Inevitably, we got back together; this time it lasted even less than the first time, and of course, she kept repeating patterns that hurt me. Now that we’ve broken up for the second time, it’s affected me more, because she, in her honesty—aside from not feeling ready for a relationship or a commitment of that kind, and hurting me with everything she did—admitted that deep down she no longer wanted to continue the relationship. that hurt me a lot because I felt “used” by her, since that second chance came about because I helped her at a time when she was going through problems; basically, she clung to me as a form of protection. But definitely, what she did hurt me this time, and not so much out of sadness.

Throughout March, I was suffering because of it, struggling with mixed feelings of resentment/hatred and affection for her. I knew we wouldn’t get back together a third time, but at least I wanted us to be okay. Without a doubt, those mixed feelings took their toll on me, and I started feeling very unstable for a few weeks; she noticed and wanted to help me so I wouldn’t suffer alone.

Everything was going well; April had begun. On that server, she and I had a friend—the three of us got along well, trusted each other, and cared deeply for one another.

But… do you know what I started to notice? That she and he were being very “affectionate” with each other; they interacted a lot and used Discord commands to hug each other constantly. In the midst of my depression, I thought it was just my jealousy playing tricks on me; I thought it was my imagination… but as the days went by—last week, in fact—both she and he started posting Discord statuses as part of a conversation where they were deciding whether or not to become a couple.

Day 1 | She: “Should I?” He: A Bocchi emoji nodding

Day 2 | She: “Maybe I should”

Day 3 | She: “How should I?” “IDK...”

Day 4 | She: “If only it were simpler”

Day 5 | He: I wanna hug you, She: An emoji of Sayori (DDLC) hugging something

Day 6 | He: I love you, She: Yeeeey

Day 7 | He: I love you, She: I♡U

All of this happen while I was feeling loneliness.

This was clearly breaking me down mentally as the week went on. But when day 7 rolled around, I definitely went to ask her what was going on; in fact, I went to confront both her and him because I needed explanations.

And yes, in short, they started dating three days ago… behind my back, and making it semi-public through their Discord statuses for an entire week—statuses that I could see. She knew I was depressed and that it was her fault, while he knew it too because I was venting to him about feeling bad because of her.

And yet, they decided to date anyway. It was something that was beyond my imagination; it was something that was actually happening. Their responses to my uncertainty were as cynical, insensitive, and selfish as possible; it didn’t even seem like the people I’d been talking to two nights ago were them—they seemed like different people… I couldn’t believe it, and as I write this, I still can’t believe they’ve done something so horrible to me. I trusted them so much, I cared so much about them on that server, so much so that I thought they would never do something like this to me… and boy, is reality certainly disappointing.

I had to leave that server, but not before exposing them to everyone about their stupid, shitty romance born of betrayal and putting their selfish needs before my mental stability. They broke my spirit, and frankly, I’m still in shock. That night I blocked them, I was in shock all through the early morning; I didn’t fall asleep until 7 a.m.

In fact, I still have trouble falling asleep because the whole situation is so etched in my mind that I simply think I’m… traumatized; they left me traumatized. What they did to me isn’t fair—it’s cruel.

The good thing is that other friends I care about on that server sent me messages wishing me well, telling me they supported me, and that they were upset about what had happened. So I’m certain that almost no one celebrated their disgusting, selfish romance after I left that server, which means my suffering wasn’t entirely in vain.

How do you recover from something like that? I don’t know either, and to tell you the truth… without lying, it’s the most traumatic thing that’s ever happened to me in my entire life. As they say… “betrayal never comes from an enemy.”

It’s a bitter ending for me, especially since all this happened a few days before my birthday… did they even think about that? I have no idea, but their selfish and insensitive actions toward me were very obvious.

The truth is, I hate how things ended. I didn’t want to leave that server; I wanted to rejoin and keep interacting with my friends there, but I had no choice but to leave. My mental health can’t take it anymore. This betrayal by the two people I loved and trusted the most—the ones I was vulnerable with on that server—was what finally broke me.

I hope I can recover from this whole situation... because I’m still suffering from it today.

I also hope that those two face consequences for their selfish actions, because what they did to me isn’t fair... it’s cruel.