I sent nudes to a 14 year old boy I’d never met the day before my 14th birthday. Despite talking to him non-stop for just a week, I felt myself madly falling for him like I’d never fallen for anyone before. It was only minutes after sending them that he send we couldn’t speak anymore (as he feared for his place at a prestigious school) that I realised I let my trust in him abuse me and pressure me. I think about it every day and how it’s not really anybody’s fault as I was consenting and it was a spur of the moment thing on both parties. I only wish we still chatted, as I miss talking to him too much.