I have a grown a** woman online trying to be me. Except it isn’t even contemporary me…it’s the “me” she knew from 2ish years ago back when I was seventeen.

Bear in mind this woman is in her twenties.
Still trying to be just like this teenager she knew online years ago.

Ironically, two years ago I tried to tell her I was slightly bothered by her copying me. She denied it adamantly and was so upset she stopped speaking to me for a month. A grown a** woman.

I eventually left the platform on which we interacted and never returned (weirdly enough that platform shut down a few months later). However, I spontaneously remembered her tumblr and checked on it for curiosity’s sake.

Oh boy.

This woman has literally titled her blog the exact same as my username on our old platform.

We’re both writers who wrote characters for online roleplays (…it was a dark time, try not to judge). 2 years ago she’d been copying pretty much everything I did writing-wise (as well as try to act like me out-of-character) and what drove me to confront her about the copying was when she blatantly ripped off my favorite original character.

And now, on her tumblr, I’ve discovered she’s been roleplaying with a character of the exact same name as that character.

She also continues to use old lingo I used to use back when we were “friends,” which is just embarrassing. Bear in mind we met in early 2016.

It’s…extremely unnerving, but also slightly depressing to think about. I didn’t think we were all too close (hell, I’d never even revealed my face or social media to this woman), but apparently our relationship had an extreme impact on the way she conducts herself, at least with regards to her online presence.

I know she’s rather savvy when it comes to tracking IPs, and this woman clearly has a lot of free time on her hands, so I sometimes wonder if she’s found out my social media and other accounts. Weirdly, I checked the statistics of one of my online profiles and discovered a good portion of my views were coming from this woman’s home country (and it’s not a very populous country, nor is it a country whose demographic I expect to be particularly interested in my content). Makes me wonder.

Creeped out as I am, I actually feel sorry for this woman. Clearly she must be living a very unfulfilling life outside of the digital realm.

There’s a genuine chance she might discover this post if she does enough doxxing, in which case, I wish her well and hope she is able to achieve happiness in her future endeavors. But I would also seriously advise her to try and develop her own identity; at least, don’t predicate it on a teenage dipshit she hasn’t spoken to in years.

Christ, this is a lengthy confession, but what the hell.

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