Comments Submitted Revealing Other "Catfish"
Online Deception...Another Crazy Story
http://onlinedeception.wordpress.com/ The story about "Ty Saunders" and the catfish, Robyn M. from Ohio.
http://onlinedeception.wordpress.com/ The story about "Ty Saunders" and the catfish, Robyn M. from Ohio.
SETH on mIRC
I came across this by accident. I was watching the ABC news story on catfishing on youtube. I knew immediately what the victims of catfishing felt like, because this happened to me in the 90s. However, when I heard the story of how one woman was impersonating a man who lived in Ohio... how this person pretended to have cancer and then died...I couldn't believe it. This is exactly the story I was given back in the 90s. I used to chat on mIRC (internet relay chat - effnet channel). There were many different chat channels but I frequented the one that was for adoptees looking for their biological families. There was a small group of us who used to go on this website everyday. One of these people was someone who went by the name "Seth". Seth lived in Ohio. I remember he had a gorgeous photo. He looked like a model. I am pretty sure he said he was born around 1970. I don't remember all the details, as this was a long time ago but Seth suddenly developed cancer. I remember reports of where Seth was supposedly in hospital. Eventually, Seth died. I was so shocked and saddened. However, a few people on the chat channel were suspicious. They called the hospital where Seth supposedly was and there was no record. They did even more research and I remember them learning Seth's true identity and that Seth was in fact a woman. Maybe this story is unrelated to the person you are describing, but it sure makes me wonder. There are some similarities.
I came across this by accident. I was watching the ABC news story on catfishing on youtube. I knew immediately what the victims of catfishing felt like, because this happened to me in the 90s. However, when I heard the story of how one woman was impersonating a man who lived in Ohio... how this person pretended to have cancer and then died...I couldn't believe it. This is exactly the story I was given back in the 90s. I used to chat on mIRC (internet relay chat - effnet channel). There were many different chat channels but I frequented the one that was for adoptees looking for their biological families. There was a small group of us who used to go on this website everyday. One of these people was someone who went by the name "Seth". Seth lived in Ohio. I remember he had a gorgeous photo. He looked like a model. I am pretty sure he said he was born around 1970. I don't remember all the details, as this was a long time ago but Seth suddenly developed cancer. I remember reports of where Seth was supposedly in hospital. Eventually, Seth died. I was so shocked and saddened. However, a few people on the chat channel were suspicious. They called the hospital where Seth supposedly was and there was no record. They did even more research and I remember them learning Seth's true identity and that Seth was in fact a woman. Maybe this story is unrelated to the person you are describing, but it sure makes me wonder. There are some similarities.
ONLINE CATFISH -NO NAME PROVIDED
Hi. Please see my story below.. I know my catfish. She is actually my cousin but I am worried about my safety & possible legal action from her such as defamation/slander if that happens. Although I do feel I have enough evidence.. Can you shed some light on 'how I could expose her'? She is a Social worker, works with children. This does not sit right with me - someone in her mental state working with these kids :( PLEASE READ: This post is purely for my own healing & to raise awareness of ‘online Catfish’, ‘Mental/emotional abuse’, ‘Stalking’ & “Gaslighting” (a form of abuse used in my situation). I now know 1st hand that this can happen way too close to home – not just with strangers.. I have decided it is time that I share my story as not speaking up has paused the healing process for me. By being quiet, victims only continue to be the victim & the only person they protect is the abuser! EVERY victim should SHARE their story – no matter how hard or embarrassing it may seem.. Realizing that In order to HEAL & move on without anger & fear, I need to share this. Before I do, please know that I have considered the possible consequences of this post very carefully but have concluded that keeping quiet & avoiding the situation or waiting for nothing is not going to bring me any closure & its usually the way where these so-called bullies expect the victim to keep quiet in order to prevent possible further repercussions to the victim & this is just not fair nor logical for the healing process. This only allows the victim to stay a victim! Several photo-shopped pics, call recordings, voice messages, emails, texts & more are proof enough. Including pics of this man with his close Nunga family but nobody seems to know him! I do not know this family personally to discuss this with them as I do not know what retaliation I will get as ‘some people will stick together no matter who’s in the wrong’ so for my families safety & legal reasons, I cannot “name this person” unless it comes out legally. Police have confirmed that this is NOT the 1st time that this person has been reported for the same issue.. **Since late last year, I was a victim of a rather strange, deceitful & hurtful game. You may call me stupid, naive etc but the simple fact is – I have always been too trusting! As someone pointed out the other day ‘I just see the good in everybody & everything’. It has proven to be more of a downfall for me unfortunately.. Please, I do not want sympathy – just want to share the story & warn others too. So here goes… I tried online dating! I met an American man who knew a lot about Aboriginal life (as he apparently lived it & worked within it). He talked the Ngarrindjeri language & was apparently very close to an Aboriginal family & had been a part of their life since he was very young. With him knowing most of my family, stories etc. I had no reason not to believe or trust him. He knew me for my music & remembered little ‘stage quirks’ of mine from the Spirit fest (a year before) & said he never got a chance to speak to me in person for several reasons.. I thought hey! This guy already knew me & was in similar circles to me so why not give him a go? No harm hey? It was fate of course as we had been in similar circles all our lives but never crossed paths.. Now to cut a long long story short – we spoke on the phone for 2.5 months, in this time we had constant contact with each other via phone & email & through his Nunga sista (who spent time with me consoling me & reassuring me he was real & cared about me & that his stories were true). During 2.5 months, he had 3 deaths in his family, went home to Hawaii as his Mother died; he had Suicide-headaches; asthma attacks; Car trouble; Flu; Ex girlfriend trouble; Ended up in hospital a few times due to asthma or headaches then eventually found out his cancer had returned!! As I got closer to the truth, he got sicker.. Extreme lengths were taken to ensure me it was all real, including buying flight tickets for me to go to Sydney to meet. (I didn't even have a bag packed as I knew I wasn’t going) – As expected, he got very sick instead. On the flip –side, I received several sweet messages, Roses & other gifts delivered to my door – even handed to me by the sista. Also, great conversations & laughter & hope.. All along, his sista was reassuring me this was all true - via phone & face to face. Even in my own home! The final straw was when I received a call from the distraught ‘sista’ telling me he had died in hospital of a heart attack (the hospital & police had no record of this). I was the 1st person she called. Of course I questioned it all! So, the next day (even to my surprise) it got weirder again – he called to say he faked his death! Then the story down-spiraled & I had to get out as I didn’t know how or where this crazy shit was going to take me & tbh, it started to scare the daylights outta me! (Police have been given copies of these calls which were recorded at the time). Now. About a month in, I knew something was up but had to know for sure what it was. Was he the worlds unluckiest man? Was something wrong with him that he couldn’t face me? Was he messing with me? Were they both messing with me? Again, seeing the best in people & wanting to SEE the truth before I judged the situation.. I would never in my wildest dreams have thought the reason could be ‘what it actually turned out to be’. Im sure I probably would not have found the truth unless I stuck it out so long but also very lucky I found out now & not years later like some women & men do. I was never asked for money – apparently he had plenty. Nor did I want his money – my issue was meeting this man & I actually asked him & his ‘sista’ to STOP giving me gifts. I was also offered help with my car etc which I refused. This obviously made it hard for “them to con me” as I wasn’t being a sucker for material offers & being bought (so to speak).. Since cutting all contact, this man tried to contact me several times so I changed my number. However, she did not try – simply because I wrote a very firm message asking “them” to not contact me ever again.. This person obviously knows that if they contact me again after strictly being asked not to, this would be counted as another act of stalking. Although I’ve had a few in-direct contacts including my car-damaged, & online via my music channels, I assume to try to provoke me to make the contact and/or reply, which has not worked in her favor. Final verdict – the man (in the photos) who I was speaking to all this time & receiving gifts from does not exist (whether he used to, I don’t know). The man on the phone is in fact a woman (a catfish) who has been playing a malicious stalking, emotionally abusive game with me all along.. Yes! The sista used a voice changer the whole time when I thought I was speaking to a man. How does one deal with that? All I can think is to share the story as I cannot see myself receiving closure any other way. I doubt I will ever receive a truthful explanation.
Hi. Please see my story below.. I know my catfish. She is actually my cousin but I am worried about my safety & possible legal action from her such as defamation/slander if that happens. Although I do feel I have enough evidence.. Can you shed some light on 'how I could expose her'? She is a Social worker, works with children. This does not sit right with me - someone in her mental state working with these kids :( PLEASE READ: This post is purely for my own healing & to raise awareness of ‘online Catfish’, ‘Mental/emotional abuse’, ‘Stalking’ & “Gaslighting” (a form of abuse used in my situation). I now know 1st hand that this can happen way too close to home – not just with strangers.. I have decided it is time that I share my story as not speaking up has paused the healing process for me. By being quiet, victims only continue to be the victim & the only person they protect is the abuser! EVERY victim should SHARE their story – no matter how hard or embarrassing it may seem.. Realizing that In order to HEAL & move on without anger & fear, I need to share this. Before I do, please know that I have considered the possible consequences of this post very carefully but have concluded that keeping quiet & avoiding the situation or waiting for nothing is not going to bring me any closure & its usually the way where these so-called bullies expect the victim to keep quiet in order to prevent possible further repercussions to the victim & this is just not fair nor logical for the healing process. This only allows the victim to stay a victim! Several photo-shopped pics, call recordings, voice messages, emails, texts & more are proof enough. Including pics of this man with his close Nunga family but nobody seems to know him! I do not know this family personally to discuss this with them as I do not know what retaliation I will get as ‘some people will stick together no matter who’s in the wrong’ so for my families safety & legal reasons, I cannot “name this person” unless it comes out legally. Police have confirmed that this is NOT the 1st time that this person has been reported for the same issue.. **Since late last year, I was a victim of a rather strange, deceitful & hurtful game. You may call me stupid, naive etc but the simple fact is – I have always been too trusting! As someone pointed out the other day ‘I just see the good in everybody & everything’. It has proven to be more of a downfall for me unfortunately.. Please, I do not want sympathy – just want to share the story & warn others too. So here goes… I tried online dating! I met an American man who knew a lot about Aboriginal life (as he apparently lived it & worked within it). He talked the Ngarrindjeri language & was apparently very close to an Aboriginal family & had been a part of their life since he was very young. With him knowing most of my family, stories etc. I had no reason not to believe or trust him. He knew me for my music & remembered little ‘stage quirks’ of mine from the Spirit fest (a year before) & said he never got a chance to speak to me in person for several reasons.. I thought hey! This guy already knew me & was in similar circles to me so why not give him a go? No harm hey? It was fate of course as we had been in similar circles all our lives but never crossed paths.. Now to cut a long long story short – we spoke on the phone for 2.5 months, in this time we had constant contact with each other via phone & email & through his Nunga sista (who spent time with me consoling me & reassuring me he was real & cared about me & that his stories were true). During 2.5 months, he had 3 deaths in his family, went home to Hawaii as his Mother died; he had Suicide-headaches; asthma attacks; Car trouble; Flu; Ex girlfriend trouble; Ended up in hospital a few times due to asthma or headaches then eventually found out his cancer had returned!! As I got closer to the truth, he got sicker.. Extreme lengths were taken to ensure me it was all real, including buying flight tickets for me to go to Sydney to meet. (I didn't even have a bag packed as I knew I wasn’t going) – As expected, he got very sick instead. On the flip –side, I received several sweet messages, Roses & other gifts delivered to my door – even handed to me by the sista. Also, great conversations & laughter & hope.. All along, his sista was reassuring me this was all true - via phone & face to face. Even in my own home! The final straw was when I received a call from the distraught ‘sista’ telling me he had died in hospital of a heart attack (the hospital & police had no record of this). I was the 1st person she called. Of course I questioned it all! So, the next day (even to my surprise) it got weirder again – he called to say he faked his death! Then the story down-spiraled & I had to get out as I didn’t know how or where this crazy shit was going to take me & tbh, it started to scare the daylights outta me! (Police have been given copies of these calls which were recorded at the time). Now. About a month in, I knew something was up but had to know for sure what it was. Was he the worlds unluckiest man? Was something wrong with him that he couldn’t face me? Was he messing with me? Were they both messing with me? Again, seeing the best in people & wanting to SEE the truth before I judged the situation.. I would never in my wildest dreams have thought the reason could be ‘what it actually turned out to be’. Im sure I probably would not have found the truth unless I stuck it out so long but also very lucky I found out now & not years later like some women & men do. I was never asked for money – apparently he had plenty. Nor did I want his money – my issue was meeting this man & I actually asked him & his ‘sista’ to STOP giving me gifts. I was also offered help with my car etc which I refused. This obviously made it hard for “them to con me” as I wasn’t being a sucker for material offers & being bought (so to speak).. Since cutting all contact, this man tried to contact me several times so I changed my number. However, she did not try – simply because I wrote a very firm message asking “them” to not contact me ever again.. This person obviously knows that if they contact me again after strictly being asked not to, this would be counted as another act of stalking. Although I’ve had a few in-direct contacts including my car-damaged, & online via my music channels, I assume to try to provoke me to make the contact and/or reply, which has not worked in her favor. Final verdict – the man (in the photos) who I was speaking to all this time & receiving gifts from does not exist (whether he used to, I don’t know). The man on the phone is in fact a woman (a catfish) who has been playing a malicious stalking, emotionally abusive game with me all along.. Yes! The sista used a voice changer the whole time when I thought I was speaking to a man. How does one deal with that? All I can think is to share the story as I cannot see myself receiving closure any other way. I doubt I will ever receive a truthful explanation.
TRENTON LEE BECK
I’m gonna jump the ‘ how could I have been so blind and stupid’ part and write my own personal catfish report on the guy that swept me off my feet and was my emotional partner every day for over a year sometime between 2011-feb 2013. I’m not doing this out of revenge, but because now, after more than 1 year and a half I FOUND HIM… well, my cousin did and while I do not wish to rain on his happy marriage to his long term girlfriend and newborn baby I do want to give you ladies a heads up on this guy’s fake profile. WHERE WE MET www.wireclub.com a website where people from all over the world meet up to chat, make friends, find love or just someone they can get themselves off with. HIS PROFILE (Fake) Name: Trenton Lee Beck Date of birth: 17.04.1985 Skype ID: tbeck85 (constantly changing his skype location from Missouri to California, Chicago etc) tbusy85 was his nickname e’mail address: [email protected] Claimed he was this decent farmer/landscaper in Missouri who owned his own landscaping-contruction-irrigation systems business, a simple man who enjoyed the simple things in life, beer, going out with friends, turkey hunting, country music. PLOT I am an animal rights activist, a starbucks city girl, a teacher… in Europe, never in a million years have I imagined to fall for a country guy. But I did, because he was the funniest, craziest fake person I’ve ever met. And he was there for me, every day making me laugh, complimenting, making plans to see each other. But how can you fall for a guy over the internet? Quite simple… because he wasn’t your usual freak that wanted to see your boobs & ass, in over a year and a half he’s never seen more than my neckline nor had any other kinky requests. We spoke for 5 months till I convinced him to get a Skype ID. He was a gentleman from the South who drew pictures of me and gave me daily challenges to keep me entertained in my very monotonous life, he sang me songs and sent me very lame but funny videos, we had political debates and all possible debates you can ever imagine. Wow, sounds like a great friend you’d say… but he was more than that, way more, constantly in touch, chatting, e’mailing, skyping, we both knew we were in an emotional relationship and we were there for each other every day. But we were open to other possibilities too, I dated a guy for 2 months but had to leave him as I couldn’t connect the way I did with Trent…and then it hit me…I was in love. Trent had his one night affairs too, I assumed. RED FLAGS One day I wanted to send him some chocolates, and it took him a while to give me his address…and it was his office address not home. I found that weird, nevertheless the man spent more time at the office than at home. Another day I asked him if he had his wallet on, he said yes, so my second request was to see a card or an ID with the name Trenton Lee Beck on. Surprisingly he couldn’t find any. Two days later he came with a (fake) ID with his name on it… I chose to believe. We always talked when he was at work, he claimed that internet was not great at home. I never had his personal number. He claimed not to have a Facebook account. HOW IT ENDED As things were getting more and more intense and I wanted to fix a date to see each other he tells me he ran into this girl at the supermarket claiming to be pregnant with his baby. Naturally he looked devastated and said that he doesn’t believe it, and he’d have to do a paternity test. We kept in touch for months as he was still waiting for the results. I was ‘by his side’ when he got them back and we cried together. His family, very conservative folk were pushing him to make the right thing but he didn’t want her… he wanted me. On February 8th 2013, when the baby was a week old he told me he’s gonna do the right thing, that it’s the peer pressure and he will dedicate his life to this child. It was the worst night of my life. On the bright side, the following night I went out trying to forget and that’s how I met my boyfriend, believe it or not… I would’ve never met him if it wasn’t for the heartbreak. REALITY CHECK Courtesy of my 2 lovely cousins who helped me through the process of revealing the identity of my Southern fraud. His real name: Tyler Rikard His real Facebook profile: https://www.facebook.com/tyler.rikard.1?fref=ts He married his long time girlfriend J P (now Rikard) in 2012 (when we were in the midst of our romance) and had a beautiful baby together in April 2013 not February as he told me. The link of the resort he’s sent me as ‘his week long getaway with friends’ was in fact where he went on his honeymoon in Riviera Maya. I have endless e’mails, pictures, skype conversations, pictures of him skyping and all the details to prove that in fact Trenton Beck the landscaper from Missouri (now Chicago apparently) is in fact a fraud and we were in a virtual romantic relationship. And his company https://www.facebook.com/mlandscaping or the official website http://muellerlandscaping.com/ I very much doubt it’s his… but I haven’t gone as far to check. He deleted his tbusy85 profile on www.wireclub.com only to get another one a year later, with the same e’mail address which made it easy for me to search… [email protected] This is his new profile: http://www.wireclub.com/users/trizzo85 , this time he says he’s from Chicago He probably speaks to girls on the Chicago chat and gets them to Skype since he has no friends on Wire. CONCLUSION I have been catfished! There are times when the internet seems like the perfect place to make friends, meet people or fall in love. And sometimes it works, and for the rest of us losers out there… sometimes it doesn’t. I can’t give any other proper advice but open your eyes and see the red flags, if there are any. Fortunately for me there haven’t been any naked pictures involved or my virtual prince was not a princess… BUT he was married, married and bored enough to create a whole fake persona, fake an ID and play my feelings. He was so good that I can’t say I wouldn’t fall for it all over again given the situation.
JOHN WATSON
In August 2013, I created my first profile on DateHookup.com. Within two weeks, I met a guy named John Watson. He immediately provided his phone number requesting texts. I held off using my phone for communication until I had to leave town. With the decision to contact him, we began a fun journey getting acquainted. We discussed meeting once I returned home BUT within a day prior to arriving John informs me that he had to go to the United Arab Emirate for work. He explains he will be building 3 statues in 2 weeks with promises of meeting me when he returns. Communication progressed to emails and international phone calls. Within a short time the nature of the emails became very romantic. His stay got extended due to delay of supplies to finish his work. The next week his wallet was stolen & he needed money. I sent money via Moneygram. Demands became more frequent. The phone bill was over $500. Once suspicious, I began research. His behavior was classic catfish/scammer/dupe. I lost contact with him 4 weeks ago. I guess I asked too many questions!
I’m gonna jump the ‘ how could I have been so blind and stupid’ part and write my own personal catfish report on the guy that swept me off my feet and was my emotional partner every day for over a year sometime between 2011-feb 2013. I’m not doing this out of revenge, but because now, after more than 1 year and a half I FOUND HIM… well, my cousin did and while I do not wish to rain on his happy marriage to his long term girlfriend and newborn baby I do want to give you ladies a heads up on this guy’s fake profile. WHERE WE MET www.wireclub.com a website where people from all over the world meet up to chat, make friends, find love or just someone they can get themselves off with. HIS PROFILE (Fake) Name: Trenton Lee Beck Date of birth: 17.04.1985 Skype ID: tbeck85 (constantly changing his skype location from Missouri to California, Chicago etc) tbusy85 was his nickname e’mail address: [email protected] Claimed he was this decent farmer/landscaper in Missouri who owned his own landscaping-contruction-irrigation systems business, a simple man who enjoyed the simple things in life, beer, going out with friends, turkey hunting, country music. PLOT I am an animal rights activist, a starbucks city girl, a teacher… in Europe, never in a million years have I imagined to fall for a country guy. But I did, because he was the funniest, craziest fake person I’ve ever met. And he was there for me, every day making me laugh, complimenting, making plans to see each other. But how can you fall for a guy over the internet? Quite simple… because he wasn’t your usual freak that wanted to see your boobs & ass, in over a year and a half he’s never seen more than my neckline nor had any other kinky requests. We spoke for 5 months till I convinced him to get a Skype ID. He was a gentleman from the South who drew pictures of me and gave me daily challenges to keep me entertained in my very monotonous life, he sang me songs and sent me very lame but funny videos, we had political debates and all possible debates you can ever imagine. Wow, sounds like a great friend you’d say… but he was more than that, way more, constantly in touch, chatting, e’mailing, skyping, we both knew we were in an emotional relationship and we were there for each other every day. But we were open to other possibilities too, I dated a guy for 2 months but had to leave him as I couldn’t connect the way I did with Trent…and then it hit me…I was in love. Trent had his one night affairs too, I assumed. RED FLAGS One day I wanted to send him some chocolates, and it took him a while to give me his address…and it was his office address not home. I found that weird, nevertheless the man spent more time at the office than at home. Another day I asked him if he had his wallet on, he said yes, so my second request was to see a card or an ID with the name Trenton Lee Beck on. Surprisingly he couldn’t find any. Two days later he came with a (fake) ID with his name on it… I chose to believe. We always talked when he was at work, he claimed that internet was not great at home. I never had his personal number. He claimed not to have a Facebook account. HOW IT ENDED As things were getting more and more intense and I wanted to fix a date to see each other he tells me he ran into this girl at the supermarket claiming to be pregnant with his baby. Naturally he looked devastated and said that he doesn’t believe it, and he’d have to do a paternity test. We kept in touch for months as he was still waiting for the results. I was ‘by his side’ when he got them back and we cried together. His family, very conservative folk were pushing him to make the right thing but he didn’t want her… he wanted me. On February 8th 2013, when the baby was a week old he told me he’s gonna do the right thing, that it’s the peer pressure and he will dedicate his life to this child. It was the worst night of my life. On the bright side, the following night I went out trying to forget and that’s how I met my boyfriend, believe it or not… I would’ve never met him if it wasn’t for the heartbreak. REALITY CHECK Courtesy of my 2 lovely cousins who helped me through the process of revealing the identity of my Southern fraud. His real name: Tyler Rikard His real Facebook profile: https://www.facebook.com/tyler.rikard.1?fref=ts He married his long time girlfriend J P (now Rikard) in 2012 (when we were in the midst of our romance) and had a beautiful baby together in April 2013 not February as he told me. The link of the resort he’s sent me as ‘his week long getaway with friends’ was in fact where he went on his honeymoon in Riviera Maya. I have endless e’mails, pictures, skype conversations, pictures of him skyping and all the details to prove that in fact Trenton Beck the landscaper from Missouri (now Chicago apparently) is in fact a fraud and we were in a virtual romantic relationship. And his company https://www.facebook.com/mlandscaping or the official website http://muellerlandscaping.com/ I very much doubt it’s his… but I haven’t gone as far to check. He deleted his tbusy85 profile on www.wireclub.com only to get another one a year later, with the same e’mail address which made it easy for me to search… [email protected] This is his new profile: http://www.wireclub.com/users/trizzo85 , this time he says he’s from Chicago He probably speaks to girls on the Chicago chat and gets them to Skype since he has no friends on Wire. CONCLUSION I have been catfished! There are times when the internet seems like the perfect place to make friends, meet people or fall in love. And sometimes it works, and for the rest of us losers out there… sometimes it doesn’t. I can’t give any other proper advice but open your eyes and see the red flags, if there are any. Fortunately for me there haven’t been any naked pictures involved or my virtual prince was not a princess… BUT he was married, married and bored enough to create a whole fake persona, fake an ID and play my feelings. He was so good that I can’t say I wouldn’t fall for it all over again given the situation.
JOHN WATSON
In August 2013, I created my first profile on DateHookup.com. Within two weeks, I met a guy named John Watson. He immediately provided his phone number requesting texts. I held off using my phone for communication until I had to leave town. With the decision to contact him, we began a fun journey getting acquainted. We discussed meeting once I returned home BUT within a day prior to arriving John informs me that he had to go to the United Arab Emirate for work. He explains he will be building 3 statues in 2 weeks with promises of meeting me when he returns. Communication progressed to emails and international phone calls. Within a short time the nature of the emails became very romantic. His stay got extended due to delay of supplies to finish his work. The next week his wallet was stolen & he needed money. I sent money via Moneygram. Demands became more frequent. The phone bill was over $500. Once suspicious, I began research. His behavior was classic catfish/scammer/dupe. I lost contact with him 4 weeks ago. I guess I asked too many questions!
KAYLEA MEADOWS/ANNETTE CARLSON
I KNOW THIS LADY WHO'S REAL NAME IS ANNETTE DENAE CARLSON WHO HAS MADE MULTIPLE PROFILES ON CAM FUZE DOES NOT SHOW FACE AND HAS SEVERAL FACEBOOK PROFILES ONE BEING KAYLEA MEADOWS AND SEVERAL OTHER NAMES SHE IS UNDER WITH DIFFERENT NAMES.ON CAM FUZE SHE GOES BY MISTRESSSSAM,FRANKENBITCH,RCIS4U,BIBLONDCOUGAR AND SEVERAL OTHERS.I NEED HELP TO CATCH ANNETTE AND FINALLY EXPOSE HER SO SHE COMES CLEAN ON WHO SHE REALLY IS AND ALL THE HURT SHE HAS CAUSED.SHE MAKES MEN CASTRATE THEM SELVES AND GIVES THE FALSE INFO ABOUT HERSELF AND LOCATION. TOO MENY RED FLAG'S GO OFF WHEN YOU SEE HER PROFILE OR THE PEOPLE SHE HAS ON FACEBOOK PROFILE OR FUZE PROFILE
I KNOW THIS LADY WHO'S REAL NAME IS ANNETTE DENAE CARLSON WHO HAS MADE MULTIPLE PROFILES ON CAM FUZE DOES NOT SHOW FACE AND HAS SEVERAL FACEBOOK PROFILES ONE BEING KAYLEA MEADOWS AND SEVERAL OTHER NAMES SHE IS UNDER WITH DIFFERENT NAMES.ON CAM FUZE SHE GOES BY MISTRESSSSAM,FRANKENBITCH,RCIS4U,BIBLONDCOUGAR AND SEVERAL OTHERS.I NEED HELP TO CATCH ANNETTE AND FINALLY EXPOSE HER SO SHE COMES CLEAN ON WHO SHE REALLY IS AND ALL THE HURT SHE HAS CAUSED.SHE MAKES MEN CASTRATE THEM SELVES AND GIVES THE FALSE INFO ABOUT HERSELF AND LOCATION. TOO MENY RED FLAG'S GO OFF WHEN YOU SEE HER PROFILE OR THE PEOPLE SHE HAS ON FACEBOOK PROFILE OR FUZE PROFILE
KASIA BUTLER
Hello,
I work online from home, and one of my moderators and I became great friends. She worked for me, and stood out as one of the best workers I've ever had.
As we kept talking, we got to know one another very well, and we started to fall in love.
Little-by-little she let me know about her other job. At first she said she worked for the government, and before we could meet I needed to agree to a background check.
I agreed, because I have nothing to hide.
In course of time, the results came back and I was "green light" for meeting.
Plans were made, but they couldn't happen.
They couldn't happen because she was having a wipe; which is a mind altering, memory removing procedure related to her role.
She explained to me shortly before this wipe that her role in the gov is more like Bourne -- Like from Bourne Identity.
The date of her wipe just happened to occur the same weekend we planned to meet. She told me of the procedure and the risk I may be cleared from her recall.
We were emotional about the possibility that all we had developed and the feelings we had for one another would be lost.
This was hard to believe, but as I had gotten to know her little-by-little I accepted what she said as truth, because I felt she had no reason to lie.
I know there are things unknown to the general public that governments do, and with her use of language, and keeping her story straight, I trusted what she was telling me was true.
That weekend was Thanksgiving 2011. I thought how sad it was I had canceled all other plans for Thanksgiving so I could spend time with my girlfriend. I spent that Thanksgiving alone.
When she came online after the procedure, she demonstrated complete true alignment in character to lead me to believe that she really had been wiped of all memories of me.
She had trigger words that the doctors gave her. These trigger words were created out of hypnotic suggestions to bring memories of things back into recollection. She would lose anything that she just came in contact with, and certain other events from the previous 60 days as they targeted memories containing secrets of experiences they would like to remove from her memory to help her cope and continue forward in her role.
The sheet was comprised of things about her daughter and 2/3 of the sheet was about me. She showed me how important it was for her to remember me, and gave me the trigger phrases to help her recall. When the phrase was used she told me of the sharp pains that accompanied the memory flashes, and with a wave of memories, she became emotional.
We continued to get to know one another, and like before she began feeling feelings for me. I saw this as an incredible proof that who I am is who she really was looking for. She told me of her deep feelings for me too, and included more information about her role as she felt she could "Trust" me.
She and I once again made plans to meet, but she was denied any time off because they were short on back-ups. She explained that with few crew available, she would need to be available for assignments.
As we planned to meet some more, dates were selected-- which once again couldn't happen because she was going away on assignment. She provided very little detail of what she was doing, because of the secretive nature of her role.
Because of her feelings for me, she sent me her tags and made me her primary contact in case of any incident while on assignments.
She gave me all the details from her tags, explained what each part meant, and described how the person will call -- asking me to verify additional information depending on how seriously she was injured, or whether she had fallen.
We said our goodbyes online while she prepared to be picked up from her home, and taken to a location where they would fly out to their destination.
She expressed deep feelings, plans for the future, desires, and was quite emotional with the prospect of losing me, or having me lose her through the assignment.
Her friend bubs005 aka Dex was also in communication with me on skype, which helped me feel a more solid feeling that all this was true, especially as he also wanted to say goodbye before leaving.
There's many details being left out from this mainly because it's difficult to condense several months into a single message, but with how much we spoke, how often, and how openly we felt comfortable with one another-- on cam, voice, and through text chats-- I became so grateful for finding someone who I could love, feel like I could be my true self, and feel totally embraced-- and beyond that, feel totally and completely able to love someone else, give them my heart and soul, and trust in her.
Her friend bubs fell on one of the next assignments, and she was completely besides herself having lost one of her nearest and dearest friends.
Her ex-boyfriend Steve would be her next partner. They supposedly had quite the past which was compared to the relationship I was having, except it was for years and in person.
I had been receiving notifications on skype from steve144-009 before him transferring to that location. He sent notifications to all primary/secondary contacts relating to things while ops were out in the field.
Now that he was her partner, he was pressing himself on Kasia sexually while out in the field. I had contact also with someone on skype named Chief Biran Wingham (skype: canopschief144)
He said he would take care of it, which included a wipe of both Steve and Kasia of each other's existence so she could serve out the rest of her contract with him as a partner.. because they didn't have back-ups to replace him with anyone else.
Through the course of all this time, there had been many plans for us to meet which weren't possible because of contract, not having back-ups available, because of a wipe that cleared me from memory and required her to feel like she knew me before meeting, and other things relating to her role.
Since she had sent me tags, and I had contact with her superior on skype, other agents such as Steve and Dex .. I felt for sure things were true. Kasia kept herself in perfect character the whole time, and kept her story straight. I truly felt she was authentic, and that our relationship.. the feelings developed were real.
Going through this experience is not easy, because when you place that much trust into someone, and allow yourself to be vulnerable to them.. and see that they are being (apparently) openly honest with you.. it shakes reality to the core of one's soul.
When she came to the end of her contract Oct 31, 2012.. she and I had already spoken online over 1 year. She and I had plans for meeting, meeting one another's families, and have more discussion about marriage and other plans moving forward into the future. I wasn't sure if we'd have anything happen in person, but she was confident that because we had developed such a wonderful connection online on multiple levels of connection that we'd easily and quite wonderfully be able to translate what we have online into the offline world.
She explained that after contract they have a much deeper wipe so they can move forward with their lives as normal people, without all the difficult memories nagging at them -- reminding them of all the terrible things they had seen and been a part of. This final wipe was possibly going to clear me from memory again, but I felt confident that if that happened we'd get back together because we had before.
After the wipe, she indeed couldn't remember me. She asked me to verify who I was based upon knowing her home address and tag info. I confirmed all this info with her, and she spoke with me as often as she could as she was tying down loose ends.
The loose ends she was tying down was collecting information and items from safety deposit boxes around the world that she had stored for her retirement. Her ex-boyfriend Steve was also pressing himself on her, and she was not welcoming to that happening. Steve in this experience was saying that they would either live together or die together. So she had to lead him into a trap, take him out-- and then take out anyone who was in place to take her out (meaning kill her) in the event he was to have fallen. She explained that everyone in her line of business has people looking out for them, and that if someone falls there are others who would avenge their death.
So her tying down loose ends continued all through Nov, Dec, and about 1/2 way into Jan 2012. Final targets turned into more final targets as she detected more risks, and more people who would come after her because of the people who she had to deal with. Her goal was for her own safety, of her family, and other loved ones when she came home. She wanted to enjoy the rest of her life with minimal risk of being shot while on vacation with her family, or other things like this.
When I told her how much I missed her, she suggested that we take a break until she was able to meet me. We had planned to meet 1-2 weeks after she returned home from tying down these lose ends.
When she suggested a break... I was confused. I reflected on all that we had experienced and endured together. At first I agreed to a break, but the next day said-- wait, I want to be with you through this. After a week of not hearing from her, I sent her a message of break-up. The following day, she said she was on her way home and that it was too bad I had stopped the relationship at that point. She was looking forward to meet.
I quickly told her that I would still very much like that, and seeing that she actually did want to meet, I confirmed that I wanted to, and tried to help her know my message of break-up was because of the flood of emotions caused by her calling for a break.
I spoke with her on the phone after she came home. I sent her cookies to her address as a welcome home gift. I wanted to meet soon, so I kept positive the idea that we would soon meet. She told me that now that she's home she was dealing with post traumatic stress. She didn't want me to see her that way. She was jumpy, on guard, and wasn't feeling like herself.
She was getting therapy setup by Chief Biran Wingham. The therapy was helping her cope with the PTSD, which they felt important because she had taken on another 6 month contract which was to begin within a month from that point. The plan was for her and I to have met before that contract, and have me go to Europe with her.
From what she said, the doctors wanted me to focus on the contract, so they built in blockers in her memory to cause her emotional pain when she spoke with me. They helped her overcome the PTSD with another wipe also-- which cleared me out.
So, having been cleared from her memory once again, and any attempt to reconnect causing her pain.. I stepped away. I discontinued contact with her in March 2013.
Months went by, and each day I thought of her. I thought of the love, the deep connection we had developed. When I tried dating other girls locally, all I could think about was her-- and the deepest feelings of love I had felt during that time, and my desire to show her the true feelings of love I had felt too.
I got back in contact with her to find out she said she also thought of me. That she also at a time flew out to an Air Force base nearby, and decided to fly back home because the timing wasn't right. I had broken things off with her, and she didn't feel comfortable reaching out to me.
We continued contact as often as we could while she was to complete her contract-- which was delayed starting because of the therapy and treatments earlier in the year. Her contract supposedly ends Jan 5, 2014. In expressing to her my feelings, I also openly expressed doubt that we would meet. It had been over 2 years since we first started talking, and the reasons we couldn't meet before sprung at the last moment, and were things I sometimes found it difficult to believe.
Because I told her I found it difficult to believe, she abruptly ended the relationship, and said that maybe Jan 5 she would get in contact with me after her contract-- because then there would be nothing to stand in the way of our meeting.
I sent her messages confirming that I have faith, but do find it hard to believe.. and that I was sorry I offended her-- I tried to help her understand why it would be difficult to believe considering the circumstances. She told me of her desire to have a man that trusts her, told me she was disappointed in me, and told me maybe when her contract ends she'll consider contact.
I began to think of how much she said she was preparing her whole family and all of her friends to meet me and welcome me into her life. So I reached out to them explaining my feelings for her, and desire to know whether things were true.. so I could give her the trust she was asking for.
I received contact from her brother to leave her alone, and called me a stalker for having "found" Kasia's family/friends. He didn't realize that she had been the one to tell me all about her family and friends, as she also said she had told them all about me.
I thought of the movie "The Vow" and how it's important to work hard to show how much that relationship means, how much that person means in our lives.
During this point of the contract, Kasia had just told me she was transferred from France to Belgium. Just to test if she was home, I called her home line. She picked up.
To me, her brother's attitude for me reaching out to family and friends, and Kasia's being home while she was supposed to be in Europe proves that she had been lying this whole time.
Then, all the doubts flooded forward as I felt like a total fool for believing that she was a secret spy for the Canadian government, that she had memory wipes, and that any of her stories/experiences she shared about her role/assignments/etc were true. Man, what an idiot I have been.
I now feel extremely motivated by purpose to expose her as being a fraud openly to help others who may be seeking to know if she's really who she says she is.
Her tag info
BUTS-TFIB#2
OP#006, JD#144
4639-178-429
AB+
ROMAN CATHOLIC
It looked authentic. I called the Canadian gov agencies.. as many as I possibly could. All confirmed these tags are fake. Kasia's birthday May 1, 1974 and other details given could not provide any results for military background, or any other affiliation with any of the claimed agencies she worked with.
I setup a facebook page to expose her for the fraud she is also-- hoping that no one else would have to go through what I have.
https://www.facebook.com/kasia.butler.92
Hello,
I work online from home, and one of my moderators and I became great friends. She worked for me, and stood out as one of the best workers I've ever had.
As we kept talking, we got to know one another very well, and we started to fall in love.
Little-by-little she let me know about her other job. At first she said she worked for the government, and before we could meet I needed to agree to a background check.
I agreed, because I have nothing to hide.
In course of time, the results came back and I was "green light" for meeting.
Plans were made, but they couldn't happen.
They couldn't happen because she was having a wipe; which is a mind altering, memory removing procedure related to her role.
She explained to me shortly before this wipe that her role in the gov is more like Bourne -- Like from Bourne Identity.
The date of her wipe just happened to occur the same weekend we planned to meet. She told me of the procedure and the risk I may be cleared from her recall.
We were emotional about the possibility that all we had developed and the feelings we had for one another would be lost.
This was hard to believe, but as I had gotten to know her little-by-little I accepted what she said as truth, because I felt she had no reason to lie.
I know there are things unknown to the general public that governments do, and with her use of language, and keeping her story straight, I trusted what she was telling me was true.
That weekend was Thanksgiving 2011. I thought how sad it was I had canceled all other plans for Thanksgiving so I could spend time with my girlfriend. I spent that Thanksgiving alone.
When she came online after the procedure, she demonstrated complete true alignment in character to lead me to believe that she really had been wiped of all memories of me.
She had trigger words that the doctors gave her. These trigger words were created out of hypnotic suggestions to bring memories of things back into recollection. She would lose anything that she just came in contact with, and certain other events from the previous 60 days as they targeted memories containing secrets of experiences they would like to remove from her memory to help her cope and continue forward in her role.
The sheet was comprised of things about her daughter and 2/3 of the sheet was about me. She showed me how important it was for her to remember me, and gave me the trigger phrases to help her recall. When the phrase was used she told me of the sharp pains that accompanied the memory flashes, and with a wave of memories, she became emotional.
We continued to get to know one another, and like before she began feeling feelings for me. I saw this as an incredible proof that who I am is who she really was looking for. She told me of her deep feelings for me too, and included more information about her role as she felt she could "Trust" me.
She and I once again made plans to meet, but she was denied any time off because they were short on back-ups. She explained that with few crew available, she would need to be available for assignments.
As we planned to meet some more, dates were selected-- which once again couldn't happen because she was going away on assignment. She provided very little detail of what she was doing, because of the secretive nature of her role.
Because of her feelings for me, she sent me her tags and made me her primary contact in case of any incident while on assignments.
She gave me all the details from her tags, explained what each part meant, and described how the person will call -- asking me to verify additional information depending on how seriously she was injured, or whether she had fallen.
We said our goodbyes online while she prepared to be picked up from her home, and taken to a location where they would fly out to their destination.
She expressed deep feelings, plans for the future, desires, and was quite emotional with the prospect of losing me, or having me lose her through the assignment.
Her friend bubs005 aka Dex was also in communication with me on skype, which helped me feel a more solid feeling that all this was true, especially as he also wanted to say goodbye before leaving.
There's many details being left out from this mainly because it's difficult to condense several months into a single message, but with how much we spoke, how often, and how openly we felt comfortable with one another-- on cam, voice, and through text chats-- I became so grateful for finding someone who I could love, feel like I could be my true self, and feel totally embraced-- and beyond that, feel totally and completely able to love someone else, give them my heart and soul, and trust in her.
Her friend bubs fell on one of the next assignments, and she was completely besides herself having lost one of her nearest and dearest friends.
Her ex-boyfriend Steve would be her next partner. They supposedly had quite the past which was compared to the relationship I was having, except it was for years and in person.
I had been receiving notifications on skype from steve144-009 before him transferring to that location. He sent notifications to all primary/secondary contacts relating to things while ops were out in the field.
Now that he was her partner, he was pressing himself on Kasia sexually while out in the field. I had contact also with someone on skype named Chief Biran Wingham (skype: canopschief144)
He said he would take care of it, which included a wipe of both Steve and Kasia of each other's existence so she could serve out the rest of her contract with him as a partner.. because they didn't have back-ups to replace him with anyone else.
Through the course of all this time, there had been many plans for us to meet which weren't possible because of contract, not having back-ups available, because of a wipe that cleared me from memory and required her to feel like she knew me before meeting, and other things relating to her role.
Since she had sent me tags, and I had contact with her superior on skype, other agents such as Steve and Dex .. I felt for sure things were true. Kasia kept herself in perfect character the whole time, and kept her story straight. I truly felt she was authentic, and that our relationship.. the feelings developed were real.
Going through this experience is not easy, because when you place that much trust into someone, and allow yourself to be vulnerable to them.. and see that they are being (apparently) openly honest with you.. it shakes reality to the core of one's soul.
When she came to the end of her contract Oct 31, 2012.. she and I had already spoken online over 1 year. She and I had plans for meeting, meeting one another's families, and have more discussion about marriage and other plans moving forward into the future. I wasn't sure if we'd have anything happen in person, but she was confident that because we had developed such a wonderful connection online on multiple levels of connection that we'd easily and quite wonderfully be able to translate what we have online into the offline world.
She explained that after contract they have a much deeper wipe so they can move forward with their lives as normal people, without all the difficult memories nagging at them -- reminding them of all the terrible things they had seen and been a part of. This final wipe was possibly going to clear me from memory again, but I felt confident that if that happened we'd get back together because we had before.
After the wipe, she indeed couldn't remember me. She asked me to verify who I was based upon knowing her home address and tag info. I confirmed all this info with her, and she spoke with me as often as she could as she was tying down loose ends.
The loose ends she was tying down was collecting information and items from safety deposit boxes around the world that she had stored for her retirement. Her ex-boyfriend Steve was also pressing himself on her, and she was not welcoming to that happening. Steve in this experience was saying that they would either live together or die together. So she had to lead him into a trap, take him out-- and then take out anyone who was in place to take her out (meaning kill her) in the event he was to have fallen. She explained that everyone in her line of business has people looking out for them, and that if someone falls there are others who would avenge their death.
So her tying down loose ends continued all through Nov, Dec, and about 1/2 way into Jan 2012. Final targets turned into more final targets as she detected more risks, and more people who would come after her because of the people who she had to deal with. Her goal was for her own safety, of her family, and other loved ones when she came home. She wanted to enjoy the rest of her life with minimal risk of being shot while on vacation with her family, or other things like this.
When I told her how much I missed her, she suggested that we take a break until she was able to meet me. We had planned to meet 1-2 weeks after she returned home from tying down these lose ends.
When she suggested a break... I was confused. I reflected on all that we had experienced and endured together. At first I agreed to a break, but the next day said-- wait, I want to be with you through this. After a week of not hearing from her, I sent her a message of break-up. The following day, she said she was on her way home and that it was too bad I had stopped the relationship at that point. She was looking forward to meet.
I quickly told her that I would still very much like that, and seeing that she actually did want to meet, I confirmed that I wanted to, and tried to help her know my message of break-up was because of the flood of emotions caused by her calling for a break.
I spoke with her on the phone after she came home. I sent her cookies to her address as a welcome home gift. I wanted to meet soon, so I kept positive the idea that we would soon meet. She told me that now that she's home she was dealing with post traumatic stress. She didn't want me to see her that way. She was jumpy, on guard, and wasn't feeling like herself.
She was getting therapy setup by Chief Biran Wingham. The therapy was helping her cope with the PTSD, which they felt important because she had taken on another 6 month contract which was to begin within a month from that point. The plan was for her and I to have met before that contract, and have me go to Europe with her.
From what she said, the doctors wanted me to focus on the contract, so they built in blockers in her memory to cause her emotional pain when she spoke with me. They helped her overcome the PTSD with another wipe also-- which cleared me out.
So, having been cleared from her memory once again, and any attempt to reconnect causing her pain.. I stepped away. I discontinued contact with her in March 2013.
Months went by, and each day I thought of her. I thought of the love, the deep connection we had developed. When I tried dating other girls locally, all I could think about was her-- and the deepest feelings of love I had felt during that time, and my desire to show her the true feelings of love I had felt too.
I got back in contact with her to find out she said she also thought of me. That she also at a time flew out to an Air Force base nearby, and decided to fly back home because the timing wasn't right. I had broken things off with her, and she didn't feel comfortable reaching out to me.
We continued contact as often as we could while she was to complete her contract-- which was delayed starting because of the therapy and treatments earlier in the year. Her contract supposedly ends Jan 5, 2014. In expressing to her my feelings, I also openly expressed doubt that we would meet. It had been over 2 years since we first started talking, and the reasons we couldn't meet before sprung at the last moment, and were things I sometimes found it difficult to believe.
Because I told her I found it difficult to believe, she abruptly ended the relationship, and said that maybe Jan 5 she would get in contact with me after her contract-- because then there would be nothing to stand in the way of our meeting.
I sent her messages confirming that I have faith, but do find it hard to believe.. and that I was sorry I offended her-- I tried to help her understand why it would be difficult to believe considering the circumstances. She told me of her desire to have a man that trusts her, told me she was disappointed in me, and told me maybe when her contract ends she'll consider contact.
I began to think of how much she said she was preparing her whole family and all of her friends to meet me and welcome me into her life. So I reached out to them explaining my feelings for her, and desire to know whether things were true.. so I could give her the trust she was asking for.
I received contact from her brother to leave her alone, and called me a stalker for having "found" Kasia's family/friends. He didn't realize that she had been the one to tell me all about her family and friends, as she also said she had told them all about me.
I thought of the movie "The Vow" and how it's important to work hard to show how much that relationship means, how much that person means in our lives.
During this point of the contract, Kasia had just told me she was transferred from France to Belgium. Just to test if she was home, I called her home line. She picked up.
To me, her brother's attitude for me reaching out to family and friends, and Kasia's being home while she was supposed to be in Europe proves that she had been lying this whole time.
Then, all the doubts flooded forward as I felt like a total fool for believing that she was a secret spy for the Canadian government, that she had memory wipes, and that any of her stories/experiences she shared about her role/assignments/etc were true. Man, what an idiot I have been.
I now feel extremely motivated by purpose to expose her as being a fraud openly to help others who may be seeking to know if she's really who she says she is.
Her tag info
BUTS-TFIB#2
OP#006, JD#144
4639-178-429
AB+
ROMAN CATHOLIC
It looked authentic. I called the Canadian gov agencies.. as many as I possibly could. All confirmed these tags are fake. Kasia's birthday May 1, 1974 and other details given could not provide any results for military background, or any other affiliation with any of the claimed agencies she worked with.
I setup a facebook page to expose her for the fraud she is also-- hoping that no one else would have to go through what I have.
https://www.facebook.com/kasia.butler.92
BRANDON ZANE WARNER:
Hi there, I was catfished by this same person, which I knew right away when I heard the voice on Dr. Phil. Definitely the same person. My cat fishing experience started in about 2003 or 2004. I met this person on The Sims Online, a game that was starting out at that time. Let me give you the names he/she was using then: on yahoo: jukeb0xjunky31 figment0520 and a bunch of variations of jukeb0xjunky. He said he was from Maryland, that he lived in Glen Burnie, had a twin sister named Dawn Warner, and his name was Brandon Zane Warner. He was a single dad, supposedly. There were several dates to meet set up, but he always bailed. I finally gave up after about a year and started dating in the real world, letting go of this person. However, I still think about this person once a day or more and wonder who he or she really was. Oh and their phone number was 410-409-8557. He used the following excuses not to meet me - he had an addiction to painkillers and had to go to rehab. His sister called me to let me know what was up. he had a car wreck. he had a serious heart condition and had to have surgery on it. he was afraid to fly. his sister had a surprise miscarriage. He actually sent me a box of what were supposedly his clothes, sprayed with his cologne. I gave them all to the Goodwill. I'm sorry that this has happened to others but I'm glad to know that I'm not crazy. This person was using pictures of a very built, tall, blond haired, blue eyed guy. He said he used to work for Verizon but was off work right then because of his heart condition, that he had also lost an infant son to the same heart condition. He said he didn't have to work because he inherited a fortune from his grandfather. He used to tell me about trips to Florida, he was a huge Nascar fan. He used to use phrases like, "Something that ugly shouldn't come out of your pretty mouth" whenever I would say a cuss word. He didn't think I should wear makeup, that I just wanted attention from others, etc. He knew a lot about music, said he was at one time a male stripper on a dare. He never asked me for money.
Comment submitted 6-21-13:
Hello, I got the same as you!!, he used the Josey Greenwell pictures. I am from Holland, my catfish talked dutch and we even called!! He used everything from Josey, and seeing your show on Dr. Phil in Holland opened my eyes, it's so weird. even in Holland.
Comment submitted 6-1-13:
Hi. Please see my story below.. I know my catfish. She is actually my cousin but I am worried about my safety & possible legal action from her such as defamation/slander if that happens. Although I do feel I have enough evidence.. Can you shed some light on 'how I could expose her'? She is a Social worker, works with children. This does not sit right with me - someone in her mental state working with these kids :( PLEASE READ: This post is purely for my own healing & to raise awareness of ‘online Catfish’, ‘Mental/emotional abuse’, ‘Stalking’ & “Gaslighting” (a form of abuse used in my situation). I now know 1st hand that this can happen way too close to home – not just with strangers.. I have decided it is time that I share my story as not speaking up has paused the healing process for me. By being quiet, victims only continue to be the victim & the only person they protect is the abuser! EVERY victim should SHARE their story – no matter how hard or embarrassing it may seem.. Realising that In order to HEAL & move on without anger & fear, I need to share this. Before I do, please know that I have considered the possible consequences of this post very carefully but have concluded that keeping quiet & avoiding the situation or waiting for nothing is not going to bring me any closure & its usually the way where these so-called bullies expect the victim to keep quiet in order to prevent possible further repercussions to the victim & this is just not fair nor logical for the healing process. This only allows the victim to stay a victim! Several photo-shopped pics, call recordings, voice messages, emails, texts & more are proof enough. Including pics of this man with his close Nunga family but nobody seems to know him! I do not know this family personally to discuss this with them as I do not know what retaliation I will get as ‘some people will stick together no matter who’s in the wrong’ so for my families safety & legal reasons, I cannot “name this person” unless it comes out legally. Police have confirmed that this is NOT the 1st time that this person has been reported for the same issue.. **Since late last year, I was a victim of a rather strange, deceitful & hurtful game. You may call me stupid, naïve etc but the simple fact is – I have always been too trusting! As someone pointed out the other day ‘I just see the good in everybody & everything’. It has proven to be more of a downfall for me unfortunately.. Please, I do not want sympathy – just want to share the story & warn others too. So here goes… I tried online dating! I met an American man who knew a lot about Aboriginal life (as he apparently lived it & worked within it). He talked the Ngarrindjeri language & was apparently very close to an Aboriginal family & had been a part of their life since he was very young. With him knowing most of my family, stories etc. I had no reason not to believe or trust him. He knew me for my music & remembered little ‘stage quirks’ of mine from the Spirit fest (a year before) & said he never got a chance to speak to me in person for several reasons.. I thought hey! This guy already knew me & was in similar circles to me so why not give him a go? No harm hey? It was fate of course as we had been in similar circles all our lives but never crossed paths.. Now to cut a long long story short – we spoke on the phone for 2.5 months, in this time we had constant contact with each other via phone & email & through his Nunga sista (who spent time with me consoling me & reassuring me he was real & cared about me & that his stories were true). During 2.5 months, he had 3 deaths in his family, went home to Hawaii as his Mother died; he had Suicide-headaches; asthma attacks; Car trouble; Flu; Ex girlfriend trouble; Ended up in hospital a few times due to asthma or headaches then eventually found out his cancer had returned!! As I got closer to the truth, he got sicker.. Extreme lengths were taken to ensure me it was all real, including buying flight tickets for me to go to Sydney to meet. (I didn’t even have a bag packed as I knew I wasn’t going) – As expectd, he got very sick instead. On the flip –side, I received several sweet messages, Roses & other gifts delivered to my door – even handed to me by the sista. Also, great conversations & laughter & hope.. All along, his sista was reassuring me this was all true - via phone & face to face. Even in my own home! The final straw was when I received a call from the distraught ‘sista’ telling me he had died in hospital of a heart attack (the hospital & police had no record of this). I was the 1st person she called. Of course I questioned it all! So, the next day (even to my surprise) it got weirder again – he called to say he faked his death! Then the story down-spiralled & I had to get out as I didn’t know how or where this crazy shit was going to take me & tbh, it started to scare the daylights outta me! (Police have been given copies of these calls which were recorded at the time). Now. About a month in, I knew something was up but had to know for sure what it was. Was he the worlds unluckiest man? Was something wrong with him that he couldn’t face me? Was he messing with me? Were they both messing with me? Again, seeing the best in people & wanting to SEE the truth before I judged the situation.. I would never in my wildest dreams have thought the reason could be ‘what it actually turned out to be’. Im sure I probably would not have found the truth unless I stuck it out so long but also very lucky I found out now & not years later like some women & men do. I was never asked for money – apparently he had plenty. Nor did I want his money – my issue was meeting this man & I actually asked him & his ‘sista’ to STOP giving me gifts. I was also offered help with my car etc which I refused. This obviously made it hard for “them to con me” as I wasn’t being a sucker for material offers & being bought (so to speak).. Since cutting all contact, this man tried to contact me several times so I changed my number. However, she did not try – simply because I wrote a very firm message asking “them” to not contact me ever again.. This person obviously knows that if they contact me again after strictly being asked not to, this would be counted as another act of stalking. Although I’ve had a few in-direct contacts including my car-damaged, & online via my music channels, I assume to try to provoke me to make the contact and/or reply, which has not worked in her favour. Final verdict – the man (in the photos) who I was speaking to all this time & receiving gifts from does not exist (wether he used to, I don’t know). The man on the phone is in fact a woman (a catfish) who has been playing a malicious stalking, emotionally abusive game with me all along.. Yes! The sista used a voice changer the whole time when I thought I was speaking to a man. How does one deal with that? All I can think is to share the story as I cannot see myself receiving closure any other way. I doubt I will ever receive a truthful explanation.
Hi there, I was catfished by this same person, which I knew right away when I heard the voice on Dr. Phil. Definitely the same person. My cat fishing experience started in about 2003 or 2004. I met this person on The Sims Online, a game that was starting out at that time. Let me give you the names he/she was using then: on yahoo: jukeb0xjunky31 figment0520 and a bunch of variations of jukeb0xjunky. He said he was from Maryland, that he lived in Glen Burnie, had a twin sister named Dawn Warner, and his name was Brandon Zane Warner. He was a single dad, supposedly. There were several dates to meet set up, but he always bailed. I finally gave up after about a year and started dating in the real world, letting go of this person. However, I still think about this person once a day or more and wonder who he or she really was. Oh and their phone number was 410-409-8557. He used the following excuses not to meet me - he had an addiction to painkillers and had to go to rehab. His sister called me to let me know what was up. he had a car wreck. he had a serious heart condition and had to have surgery on it. he was afraid to fly. his sister had a surprise miscarriage. He actually sent me a box of what were supposedly his clothes, sprayed with his cologne. I gave them all to the Goodwill. I'm sorry that this has happened to others but I'm glad to know that I'm not crazy. This person was using pictures of a very built, tall, blond haired, blue eyed guy. He said he used to work for Verizon but was off work right then because of his heart condition, that he had also lost an infant son to the same heart condition. He said he didn't have to work because he inherited a fortune from his grandfather. He used to tell me about trips to Florida, he was a huge Nascar fan. He used to use phrases like, "Something that ugly shouldn't come out of your pretty mouth" whenever I would say a cuss word. He didn't think I should wear makeup, that I just wanted attention from others, etc. He knew a lot about music, said he was at one time a male stripper on a dare. He never asked me for money.
Comment submitted 6-21-13:
Hello, I got the same as you!!, he used the Josey Greenwell pictures. I am from Holland, my catfish talked dutch and we even called!! He used everything from Josey, and seeing your show on Dr. Phil in Holland opened my eyes, it's so weird. even in Holland.
Comment submitted 6-1-13:
Hi. Please see my story below.. I know my catfish. She is actually my cousin but I am worried about my safety & possible legal action from her such as defamation/slander if that happens. Although I do feel I have enough evidence.. Can you shed some light on 'how I could expose her'? She is a Social worker, works with children. This does not sit right with me - someone in her mental state working with these kids :( PLEASE READ: This post is purely for my own healing & to raise awareness of ‘online Catfish’, ‘Mental/emotional abuse’, ‘Stalking’ & “Gaslighting” (a form of abuse used in my situation). I now know 1st hand that this can happen way too close to home – not just with strangers.. I have decided it is time that I share my story as not speaking up has paused the healing process for me. By being quiet, victims only continue to be the victim & the only person they protect is the abuser! EVERY victim should SHARE their story – no matter how hard or embarrassing it may seem.. Realising that In order to HEAL & move on without anger & fear, I need to share this. Before I do, please know that I have considered the possible consequences of this post very carefully but have concluded that keeping quiet & avoiding the situation or waiting for nothing is not going to bring me any closure & its usually the way where these so-called bullies expect the victim to keep quiet in order to prevent possible further repercussions to the victim & this is just not fair nor logical for the healing process. This only allows the victim to stay a victim! Several photo-shopped pics, call recordings, voice messages, emails, texts & more are proof enough. Including pics of this man with his close Nunga family but nobody seems to know him! I do not know this family personally to discuss this with them as I do not know what retaliation I will get as ‘some people will stick together no matter who’s in the wrong’ so for my families safety & legal reasons, I cannot “name this person” unless it comes out legally. Police have confirmed that this is NOT the 1st time that this person has been reported for the same issue.. **Since late last year, I was a victim of a rather strange, deceitful & hurtful game. You may call me stupid, naïve etc but the simple fact is – I have always been too trusting! As someone pointed out the other day ‘I just see the good in everybody & everything’. It has proven to be more of a downfall for me unfortunately.. Please, I do not want sympathy – just want to share the story & warn others too. So here goes… I tried online dating! I met an American man who knew a lot about Aboriginal life (as he apparently lived it & worked within it). He talked the Ngarrindjeri language & was apparently very close to an Aboriginal family & had been a part of their life since he was very young. With him knowing most of my family, stories etc. I had no reason not to believe or trust him. He knew me for my music & remembered little ‘stage quirks’ of mine from the Spirit fest (a year before) & said he never got a chance to speak to me in person for several reasons.. I thought hey! This guy already knew me & was in similar circles to me so why not give him a go? No harm hey? It was fate of course as we had been in similar circles all our lives but never crossed paths.. Now to cut a long long story short – we spoke on the phone for 2.5 months, in this time we had constant contact with each other via phone & email & through his Nunga sista (who spent time with me consoling me & reassuring me he was real & cared about me & that his stories were true). During 2.5 months, he had 3 deaths in his family, went home to Hawaii as his Mother died; he had Suicide-headaches; asthma attacks; Car trouble; Flu; Ex girlfriend trouble; Ended up in hospital a few times due to asthma or headaches then eventually found out his cancer had returned!! As I got closer to the truth, he got sicker.. Extreme lengths were taken to ensure me it was all real, including buying flight tickets for me to go to Sydney to meet. (I didn’t even have a bag packed as I knew I wasn’t going) – As expectd, he got very sick instead. On the flip –side, I received several sweet messages, Roses & other gifts delivered to my door – even handed to me by the sista. Also, great conversations & laughter & hope.. All along, his sista was reassuring me this was all true - via phone & face to face. Even in my own home! The final straw was when I received a call from the distraught ‘sista’ telling me he had died in hospital of a heart attack (the hospital & police had no record of this). I was the 1st person she called. Of course I questioned it all! So, the next day (even to my surprise) it got weirder again – he called to say he faked his death! Then the story down-spiralled & I had to get out as I didn’t know how or where this crazy shit was going to take me & tbh, it started to scare the daylights outta me! (Police have been given copies of these calls which were recorded at the time). Now. About a month in, I knew something was up but had to know for sure what it was. Was he the worlds unluckiest man? Was something wrong with him that he couldn’t face me? Was he messing with me? Were they both messing with me? Again, seeing the best in people & wanting to SEE the truth before I judged the situation.. I would never in my wildest dreams have thought the reason could be ‘what it actually turned out to be’. Im sure I probably would not have found the truth unless I stuck it out so long but also very lucky I found out now & not years later like some women & men do. I was never asked for money – apparently he had plenty. Nor did I want his money – my issue was meeting this man & I actually asked him & his ‘sista’ to STOP giving me gifts. I was also offered help with my car etc which I refused. This obviously made it hard for “them to con me” as I wasn’t being a sucker for material offers & being bought (so to speak).. Since cutting all contact, this man tried to contact me several times so I changed my number. However, she did not try – simply because I wrote a very firm message asking “them” to not contact me ever again.. This person obviously knows that if they contact me again after strictly being asked not to, this would be counted as another act of stalking. Although I’ve had a few in-direct contacts including my car-damaged, & online via my music channels, I assume to try to provoke me to make the contact and/or reply, which has not worked in her favour. Final verdict – the man (in the photos) who I was speaking to all this time & receiving gifts from does not exist (wether he used to, I don’t know). The man on the phone is in fact a woman (a catfish) who has been playing a malicious stalking, emotionally abusive game with me all along.. Yes! The sista used a voice changer the whole time when I thought I was speaking to a man. How does one deal with that? All I can think is to share the story as I cannot see myself receiving closure any other way. I doubt I will ever receive a truthful explanation.
SHANE LANE & JORDAN:
I saw your story on Dr. Phil and I was interested because I've had several encounters online with people I later realized must have been catfish. When I found out the girl responsible was a Hanson fan, I was floored. The worst of my experiences have been with people I met online because we were both Hanson fans. The first went by the name Shane Lane and had a big sob story that involved being sent to boarding school, his family disowning him because he was gay, and multiple suicide attempts. Years later, some other fans told me that he wasn't real. I think he lived somewhere in the NE, maybe Vermont. He showed me a few pics of himself but they were always blurry. The second went by Jordan (and may have claimed to BE Taylor Hanson at some point) and was also gay/bisexual, although we flirted a lot and sort of "dated." He was the same age as Taylor and had a baby girl, but I think the mother was dead. Then he began dating a guy (Will, I think) and later the boyfriend and daughter were injured/killed in a car accident. I think he claimed to live in Chicago. This all happened around 2001-2003, so the details are hazy. I pulled away from both of them when their stories got really dramatic, although it took me years to realize that the stories probably weren't real. I don't know at all if this is the same Hanson fan responsible for what has happened to all of you girls on this site, but I hope that either way, it might help someone who encountered the same person/people.
COLE LOUIS DIETRICH:
I already posted on Dr.Phil page which u responded and lead me here. He was Cole Louis Dietrich to me back in 1998 i was more friends with him then a love thing i was young and not sure of him really. After viewing this site I recognize 2 photos similar to whist I was given both are labeled unknown. I recognized his voice on the tv show IMMEDIATELY and will swear on my deathbed that is the same EXACT person I've dealt with! Just CREEPY! He stated he was a Poly-Sci major at UCLA he was in water polo had one older brother who killed himself and a younger brother named Brian and a younger sister named Christina. His mom was a rich lawyer and Dad was rich contractor building major buildings all over the world. His Dad was from Germany and mom Spanish royalty and made it seem he was living the high life in southern California with his family. The numbers I had for him over those years were 310 area code numbers which is Hollywood California His AOL name was mojavelvr (he liked the Mojave desert). He also told me of him being in horrible motorcycle accidents wanting to kill himself and also he had a heart condition!! Also said he was in a band even sent tape recordings to me to ask what I thought! When I saw on this site that he liked the book Night by Eli Weisel and WWII I filled with anger!! During his suicidal attempts (motorcycle) I told him to stop and think of other hard lives and I told stories of my grandfather in WWII and his strengths and how my favorite book was Night by Weisel which is a specific book not one everybody crosses about the holocaust !! This is sickening the EXTENT this person has done this and for how LONG!! Getting my sympathy and concern!! How fucked up do you have to be to waste such time of their own lives and just the mental space they had to be in everyday to pull this shit off!?NOT NORMAL! Serious mental issues HONESTLY...I do feel for u guys and completely understand obviously...but my anger aside this person also needs to be stopped for mental behavior reasons... mentally this person is on planet mars and needs serious help. I have other details if needed just contact me please.
I saw your story on Dr. Phil and I was interested because I've had several encounters online with people I later realized must have been catfish. When I found out the girl responsible was a Hanson fan, I was floored. The worst of my experiences have been with people I met online because we were both Hanson fans. The first went by the name Shane Lane and had a big sob story that involved being sent to boarding school, his family disowning him because he was gay, and multiple suicide attempts. Years later, some other fans told me that he wasn't real. I think he lived somewhere in the NE, maybe Vermont. He showed me a few pics of himself but they were always blurry. The second went by Jordan (and may have claimed to BE Taylor Hanson at some point) and was also gay/bisexual, although we flirted a lot and sort of "dated." He was the same age as Taylor and had a baby girl, but I think the mother was dead. Then he began dating a guy (Will, I think) and later the boyfriend and daughter were injured/killed in a car accident. I think he claimed to live in Chicago. This all happened around 2001-2003, so the details are hazy. I pulled away from both of them when their stories got really dramatic, although it took me years to realize that the stories probably weren't real. I don't know at all if this is the same Hanson fan responsible for what has happened to all of you girls on this site, but I hope that either way, it might help someone who encountered the same person/people.
COLE LOUIS DIETRICH:
I already posted on Dr.Phil page which u responded and lead me here. He was Cole Louis Dietrich to me back in 1998 i was more friends with him then a love thing i was young and not sure of him really. After viewing this site I recognize 2 photos similar to whist I was given both are labeled unknown. I recognized his voice on the tv show IMMEDIATELY and will swear on my deathbed that is the same EXACT person I've dealt with! Just CREEPY! He stated he was a Poly-Sci major at UCLA he was in water polo had one older brother who killed himself and a younger brother named Brian and a younger sister named Christina. His mom was a rich lawyer and Dad was rich contractor building major buildings all over the world. His Dad was from Germany and mom Spanish royalty and made it seem he was living the high life in southern California with his family. The numbers I had for him over those years were 310 area code numbers which is Hollywood California His AOL name was mojavelvr (he liked the Mojave desert). He also told me of him being in horrible motorcycle accidents wanting to kill himself and also he had a heart condition!! Also said he was in a band even sent tape recordings to me to ask what I thought! When I saw on this site that he liked the book Night by Eli Weisel and WWII I filled with anger!! During his suicidal attempts (motorcycle) I told him to stop and think of other hard lives and I told stories of my grandfather in WWII and his strengths and how my favorite book was Night by Weisel which is a specific book not one everybody crosses about the holocaust !! This is sickening the EXTENT this person has done this and for how LONG!! Getting my sympathy and concern!! How fucked up do you have to be to waste such time of their own lives and just the mental space they had to be in everyday to pull this shit off!?NOT NORMAL! Serious mental issues HONESTLY...I do feel for u guys and completely understand obviously...but my anger aside this person also needs to be stopped for mental behavior reasons... mentally this person is on planet mars and needs serious help. I have other details if needed just contact me please.
DUKE ANDREW STEVENS:
I was contacted by someone not too long ago asking for help. I am posting this to put the information out there because chances are, this person is playing the same game (that is, if its not the same person this website is about, who knows). This information is being put out there for others who are searching for answers or looking for more information; wondering why all the drama, lies, and excuses are happening with their online relationship.
Here is the information:
Name: Duke Andrew Stevens
Birthdate: 3/14/88
Hometown: Skaneateles, NY
Phone: 607-591-5712
Email: [email protected]
POF profile: screenname Duke314
http://www.pof.com/viewprofile.aspx?profile_id=38098212
Illness: Acute Myeloid Leukemia (3rd time having cancer - previously diagnosed when he was 5, then again when he was 20, and now at 24 - claims he found out he had cancer 5 days before we started talking). Also suffers from Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy.
College: Attended Stonehill College (outside of Boston) for 2 years on a lacrosse scholarship before cancer, went to Cleveland for treatment for a year, then finished degree at SUNY Cortland (majored in Neuropsychology and Psychology). Recently accepted to a Masters Degree program at Syracuse University, but but on hold due to cancer.
Profession: working as a Resource Coordinator for a prevention agency. He speaks to schools about the dangers of drugs/alcohol, attends health fairs on behalf of the agency to educate the community, etc.
Currently Living In: Midtown Manhattan before moving to Cleveland for cancer treatment soon after we "met" online.
Family: Dad - Bill; Mom - Margaret (claims she owns a theater/dance studio in/near Skaneateles); sister Scarlet (age 26, works as a legal assistant in Boston); sister Majiel (age 21, lacrosse player at Johns Hopkins); brother Theron (age 18, student at William Patterson University of New Jersey, he is also deaf); sister Lana (age 13).
Likes/Hobbies: Very into music - has played the guitar and piano since he was 5. Sings as well, and has sent he 2 audio clips of him playing guitar/singing. Was into dirt bike racing fromt eh ages of 10 to 20 (claims he won many races). Played lacrosse growing up, but in college was only able to play for 2 minutes at a time due to his heart condition. Music - B.o.b, Billy Joel, Julianna Theory; TV: Grey's Anatomy, New Girl, Raising Hope, American Pickers. Movies - Anchorman.
*Another Victim of Duke/his proclaimed brother, Theron:
He told me his full name was Theron John Stevens. I used to have his phone number, but my phone had to be replaced, so I lost all my contacts. He never gave me an email address and he said he got rid of his Facebook after Duke died because too many people kept talking about him. The first twitter name he used was @tjstevens821 and the second was @tjstevenstheron, but they've both been deleted the last time I checked. (Duke's twitter was @DukeStevens.) All the relatives names were the same as with Duke....an older sister Scarlet, Duke, and two younger sisters Majiel and Lana. (On your site it said that Majiel was older than Theron, but I'm pretty sure I remember him saying she was younger). I don't think he ever mentioned his parent's names. He did tell me that his mom helped run/owned a theatre in New York...the same town as you have for Duke, I just can't spell it. I'm not sure what his dad did. I have a picture of him he sent me last thanksgiving...he would be 22 in it. We were introduced through Duke on twitter around July 2012...I remember telling Theron about myself one night while the Olympics were on....that's when I found out he was deaf. We didn't talk much, just some random tweets back and forth. Then, in mid-September, Duke got very sick and died, and Theron wasn't on twitter much. About a month later, I noticed he was back on more, which I thought was good. One night in October I tweeted that I was having a bad day and he direct messaged me letting me know he was there if I wanted to talk. We basically talked everyday for 4 or 5 days before he asked me for my number so that we could text instead. I don't think a day went by without us talking until the end of November.
I learned a lot about him. He was a chef, he moved from NY to Colorado to go to school for a degree in something that I can't remember. He thought moving away might help him get over his brother dying, but moved back to NY after Thanksgiving because he didn't like being so far away from his family. He told me he was 22 and that his birthday was August 21, 1990. He was a recovering drug addict, entering rehab when he was 19 when Duke got cancer again. After moving back to NY, he decided that he would pursue a lifelong goal to join the peace corps, which is the reason we stopped talking. He thought it would be too hard to continue our friendship and it would be easier to just stop texting. He deleted his twitter soon after. After that I only heard from him a handful of times...during the Super Bowl, Valentine's Day, a weekend in March, and on my birthday in April. He contacted me through a new twitter account he set up. He told me he relapsed just before Christmas and went back into rehab, but that he was hoping to feel good enough to leave in late May. I haven't heard from him since my birthday in April, and his twitter account has been deleted.
Also, I have a picture that he sent me of his family, minus his older sister.
Theron is in the front with the hat on, Duke is in the blue polo in the back. And his parents and two younger sisters...I'm not sure which sister is which.
I was contacted by someone not too long ago asking for help. I am posting this to put the information out there because chances are, this person is playing the same game (that is, if its not the same person this website is about, who knows). This information is being put out there for others who are searching for answers or looking for more information; wondering why all the drama, lies, and excuses are happening with their online relationship.
Here is the information:
Name: Duke Andrew Stevens
Birthdate: 3/14/88
Hometown: Skaneateles, NY
Phone: 607-591-5712
Email: [email protected]
POF profile: screenname Duke314
http://www.pof.com/viewprofile.aspx?profile_id=38098212
Illness: Acute Myeloid Leukemia (3rd time having cancer - previously diagnosed when he was 5, then again when he was 20, and now at 24 - claims he found out he had cancer 5 days before we started talking). Also suffers from Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy.
College: Attended Stonehill College (outside of Boston) for 2 years on a lacrosse scholarship before cancer, went to Cleveland for treatment for a year, then finished degree at SUNY Cortland (majored in Neuropsychology and Psychology). Recently accepted to a Masters Degree program at Syracuse University, but but on hold due to cancer.
Profession: working as a Resource Coordinator for a prevention agency. He speaks to schools about the dangers of drugs/alcohol, attends health fairs on behalf of the agency to educate the community, etc.
Currently Living In: Midtown Manhattan before moving to Cleveland for cancer treatment soon after we "met" online.
Family: Dad - Bill; Mom - Margaret (claims she owns a theater/dance studio in/near Skaneateles); sister Scarlet (age 26, works as a legal assistant in Boston); sister Majiel (age 21, lacrosse player at Johns Hopkins); brother Theron (age 18, student at William Patterson University of New Jersey, he is also deaf); sister Lana (age 13).
Likes/Hobbies: Very into music - has played the guitar and piano since he was 5. Sings as well, and has sent he 2 audio clips of him playing guitar/singing. Was into dirt bike racing fromt eh ages of 10 to 20 (claims he won many races). Played lacrosse growing up, but in college was only able to play for 2 minutes at a time due to his heart condition. Music - B.o.b, Billy Joel, Julianna Theory; TV: Grey's Anatomy, New Girl, Raising Hope, American Pickers. Movies - Anchorman.
*Another Victim of Duke/his proclaimed brother, Theron:
He told me his full name was Theron John Stevens. I used to have his phone number, but my phone had to be replaced, so I lost all my contacts. He never gave me an email address and he said he got rid of his Facebook after Duke died because too many people kept talking about him. The first twitter name he used was @tjstevens821 and the second was @tjstevenstheron, but they've both been deleted the last time I checked. (Duke's twitter was @DukeStevens.) All the relatives names were the same as with Duke....an older sister Scarlet, Duke, and two younger sisters Majiel and Lana. (On your site it said that Majiel was older than Theron, but I'm pretty sure I remember him saying she was younger). I don't think he ever mentioned his parent's names. He did tell me that his mom helped run/owned a theatre in New York...the same town as you have for Duke, I just can't spell it. I'm not sure what his dad did. I have a picture of him he sent me last thanksgiving...he would be 22 in it. We were introduced through Duke on twitter around July 2012...I remember telling Theron about myself one night while the Olympics were on....that's when I found out he was deaf. We didn't talk much, just some random tweets back and forth. Then, in mid-September, Duke got very sick and died, and Theron wasn't on twitter much. About a month later, I noticed he was back on more, which I thought was good. One night in October I tweeted that I was having a bad day and he direct messaged me letting me know he was there if I wanted to talk. We basically talked everyday for 4 or 5 days before he asked me for my number so that we could text instead. I don't think a day went by without us talking until the end of November.
I learned a lot about him. He was a chef, he moved from NY to Colorado to go to school for a degree in something that I can't remember. He thought moving away might help him get over his brother dying, but moved back to NY after Thanksgiving because he didn't like being so far away from his family. He told me he was 22 and that his birthday was August 21, 1990. He was a recovering drug addict, entering rehab when he was 19 when Duke got cancer again. After moving back to NY, he decided that he would pursue a lifelong goal to join the peace corps, which is the reason we stopped talking. He thought it would be too hard to continue our friendship and it would be easier to just stop texting. He deleted his twitter soon after. After that I only heard from him a handful of times...during the Super Bowl, Valentine's Day, a weekend in March, and on my birthday in April. He contacted me through a new twitter account he set up. He told me he relapsed just before Christmas and went back into rehab, but that he was hoping to feel good enough to leave in late May. I haven't heard from him since my birthday in April, and his twitter account has been deleted.
Also, I have a picture that he sent me of his family, minus his older sister.
Theron is in the front with the hat on, Duke is in the blue polo in the back. And his parents and two younger sisters...I'm not sure which sister is which.