dear so and so

my preteen years were ******* me. i had a lot of pressure during school because i felt like i didn’t belong. i felt excluded most of the time and the students in my class made sure that i got the message across. i was already uncomfortable with my body image and struggled with my weight and eating. i didn’t look like the girls in my class. they were shorter and weighed less than 130. Talking to strangers online made me feel comfortable in myself. and when i started talking to you. it felt really nice to know you liked me. but i was stupid enough to think you just liked me for me. you only liked me because i was vulnerable enough to show you my body. my bare self. i was 12.
you were grown enough to know what you did was wrong. you were old enough to vote. old enough to live on your own. i think you were the first among many men that i confused about them liking me when really they just wanted my body. so thank you. for molding my mind thinking if i showed some boy my *******
or *** that i could convince them to like me as well.