Hi, this is the first time I’m making one of these kinds of posts, mostly doing this to just put a firm period on the chapter book on that part of my life, but I also genuinely want to know if AITAH of this whole era of my life.

I [22F] did not have the greatest middle school experience, and it’s a long story I don’t plan on going into detail in on this post, but maybe in the future. Currently I’m a college student with diagnosed severe OCD and Anxiety disorder, I have a Psychiatric Service Dog. I’m over all doing really good, but I had an encounter today that made me realize I’m living with the fear of those events from middle school.

For a bit of context I made the poor decision of becoming friends with a pathological lier who could convince themselves of their lies being the solid truth, any contradiction is false to them and just can’t be true. Of course, I didn’t realize this about them until months later.

For some ease I’ll call this person Anna.

Anna was convinced she was the main character, and that the world was out to get her and so was everyone in it. Without making this post into a chapter book she was so adamant that I was the super villain in her life story without saying it directly. They would tell people I said nasty things I didn’t say and whenever I would confront them I’d either get crocodile tears from Anna telling me of how much of a horrible person I was or she’d gather a group of people who believed her to verbally beat me.

I really thought I was the problem for a really long time, until I realized Anna was just plain crazy and I needed to get away. Unfortunately during that process the stress the situation was causing made me develop temporary MPD and psychosis. And that’s definitely a story for a different time.

I did make it out in the end, and years later I’ve now realized I was still so afraid of those shadows in my past. So I contacted Anna through social media to just talk thought how I felt back then and hopefully truly understand what she was going through. I realized quickly into the conversation Anna hadn’t changed a bit, and it was probably really naive of me to think she grew into a better person. Whenever I’d say what happened from my end and how I felt about it Anna would fully deny it and proceed to say I treated her like filth. What i remember from back then is feeling small, and unworthy of anything. For a good 20 minutes I really tried to see if we could just have an adult conversation, but all Anna could do was paint themself as the victim and deny anything they did to me.

During that I realized Anna was holding onto power she use to have over other awkward teens and pre-teens, and since I had told her I still felt scared she decided to use me as an ego boost, to make me say she was right. At that moment I realized I just needed to know that she wasn’t a monster in the shadows like my middle school me saw her as, but as someone who craves control and attention. So I blocked her, I didn’t even respond to her next message. I feel bad about doing that though, it feels childish, especially since I reached out first and admittly reopen this dusty unsolved case. But I also feel a lot better now, I feel like I can finally say that case is closed and I am free.

So, AITAH?