So…I come to you, friends and loyal readers, and ask you to not pass judgment on what I am about to put out here. I, one of the most jaded people around, was fooled; and now I feel like an idiot.
This person approached me on one of the dating sites that I am on. I almost (and I should have) passed on him because he is military. Anyone who knows me knows that I don’t date military, cops or firefighters for various reasons. But for a million reasons that I can’t seem to remember, I engaged with Mr. Catfish. Oh wait, for one, Mr. Catfish was GORGEOUS! Like Toronto level gorgeous. And he wrote in full and complete sentences with punctuation.
So I started chatting with him, after a few days of messaging on the dating site, he asked to move to a different chat app. I agreed. Once again, I am not sure why – I have never done that before. But I rationalized that it is no different than messaging on the dating site or texting.
Things seemed to be going well and we seemed to be connecting. I was still nervous about the whole military thing – how do you like a person, but don’t like the job that this person has? I figured I would cross the bridge when it was absolutely necessary.
Over the past few days, Mr. Catfish would say things that didn’t quite make sense to me, but I know little to nothing about the military and its operations so I went along with it while ignoring the tiny niggling feeling in my stomach. I did question Mr. Catfish a bit, but he seemed to have answers that made sense or could make sense if I didn’t think too hard about them.
I even googled Mr. Catfish using the name that I had been provided via the messaging app. Interestingly enough, a guy came up on the Google search that had a very similar background as this person, but enough differences that a person could look past the similarities to focus on the differences. And the name that had been provided to me was a name that could be quite common. I did notice that one of the pictures Mr. Catfish has posted on the messaging app did look like the other guy that my Google search found. At that point, I don’t know why I didn’t say anything – who knows, I was too caught up in the moment.
This morning, a friend texted me; that text really planted a huge seed of doubt in my head. I had told her about Mr. Catfish last night. She said that the information seemed oddly similar to what a guy on the same dating site had shared with her. There were enough tiny details that I thought maybe it wasn’t the same person, but I wasn’t going to ignore my gut feelings again.
Since I had pictures that Mr. Catfish had sent me, I decided to do a Google image search. HOLY SHIT – it’s a good thing I was sitting down when the search was complete and that I have pretty good heart health. If not, I would have been passed out on the floor after having a heart attack.
My search led me to an Instagram page of a guy; and every single picture that Mr. Catfish had on his dating profile (which is no longer on the site) or he had sent me, was on this IG page.
I had been catfished…I am sick to my stomach, distracted and just want to curl up in a ball and die. How did an intelligent, jaded woman such as myself fall for this?
To be continued…