So, it's a long story, but I will try to make it as short as possible. I am only willing to tell this because I have no one to talk to.I love to meet people through the internet, since I am not a person who socializes much in real life. Years ago I met a person who would start all this hell. I will call him Ben to protect his identity. Well, Ben and I started a very happy relationship as friends. We used to play video games all night long and over time we became much closer. We would talk all day because we only had each other. After almost a year, we started a long-distance relationship, although nothing really changed. That's when I made the decision to get on a platform, originally, to join a video game group. I started to meet more people through groups and to form more social ties with foreign people. This happened 2 years ago, I would say. I managed to form a friendship with a girl. We became best friends and everything was going great in my life. I had friends; I was young and immature, not worried about anything; good grades. It was just as I imagined it. A perfect life. But fairy tales don't exist, because, everything started to get worse from one point. I met another girl, although we talked for a very short time before she had to leave for personal reasons.After several months of not talking to each other, I hardly remembered her. It turns out that she ended up falling in love with me and I started a long-distance relationship with her some time after breaking up with Ben.So far we've been through a lot (we've broken up a total of 3 times), and we're actually much better off than before, since we hardly ever argue. I really love her, and I would say that I am able to give my life for her since in a way she is the most valuable thing I have in my life. I lost my best friend, and several of my friends, actually; my brothers hate me, and my mother is constantly pressuring me to get better grades at school. So she's the only thing I have left.The point is, I'm not who I say I am on social networks. I've faked my whole entire life and experiences on the internet. My friends, my age, my name and even my fucking family.At first it was all a game and I was stupid enough to believe that it wouldn't matter in the future. But it was very wrong.I've catfished people for many years and I feel like an idiot for making that decision to act like someone else on the Internet. That girl told me that she wanted to see me in person, so she started saving money to travel to my country. And it hurts me too much to keep thinking about a life with her when I know it can't come true.I feel guilty about myself so far. And every time I remember that I have to leave her soon, I start crying because of the guilt. I have currently been diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder (GAD).I'm sorry I did everything I did. And I don't recommend that anyone imitate what I did, or try to pass themselves off as someone who doesn't exist.Because of a mistake of mine I am losing the person I love most and I cannot tell her, because I don't want her to hate me.

So, it's a long story, but I will try to make it as short as possible. I am only willing to tell this because I have no one to talk to.I love to meet people through the internet, since I am not a person who socializes much in real life. Years ago I met a person who would start all this hell. I will call him Ben to protect his identity. Well, Ben and I started a very happy relationship as friends. We used to play video games all night long and over time we became much closer. We would talk all day because we only had each other. After almost a year, we started a long-distance relationship, although nothing really changed. That's when I made the decision to get on a platform, originally, to join a video game group. I started to meet more people through groups and to form more social ties with foreign people.This happened 2 years ago, I would say. I managed to form a friendship with a girl. We became best friends and everything was going great in my life. I had friends; I was young and immature, not worried about anything; good grades. It was just as I imagined it. A perfect life.But fairy tales don't exist, because, everything started to get worse from one point. I met another girl, although we talked for a very short time before she had to leave for personal reasons.After several months of not talking to each other, I hardly remembered her. It turns out that she ended up falling in love with me and I started a long-distance relationship with her some time after breaking up with Ben.So far we've been through a lot (we've broken up a total of 3 times), and we're actually much better off than before, since we hardly ever argue. I really love her, and I would say that I am able to give my life for her since in a way she is the most valuable thing I have in my life. I lost my best friend, and several of my friends, actually; my brothers hate me, and my mother is constantly pressuring me to get better grades at school. So she's the only thing I have left.The point is, I'm not who I say I am on social networks. I've faked my whole entire life and experiences on the internet. My friends, my age, my name and even my fucking family.At first it was all a game and I was stupid enough to believe that it wouldn't matter in the future. But it was very wrong.I've catfished people for many years and I feel like an idiot for making that decision to act like someone else on the Internet. That girl told me that she wanted to see me in person, so she started saving money to travel to my country. And it hurts me too much to keep thinking about a life with her when I know it can't come true.I feel guilty about myself so far. And every time I remember that I have to leave her soon, I start crying because of the guilt. I have currently been diagnosed with depression and general anxiety disorder (GAD).I'm sorry I did everything I did. And I don't recommend that anyone imitate what I did, or try to pass themselves off as someone who doesn't exist.Because of a mistake of mine I am losing the person I love most and I cannot tell her, because I don't want her to hate me.