“They carefully omitted crucial facts to construct skewed narratives that aimed to undermine my reputation and diminish my career. In this reflection, I also remember my consistent dedication to serving my clients—a genuine commitment that stood in stark contrast to the falsehoods shared by others.”
As I looked through my Facebook memories today, I felt a pang of nostalgia. The photos from those earlier times seem distant now, overshadowed by the harsher realities I’ve faced. These realities are being documented in my forthcoming e-book titled "The Lies My 'Loverboy' Told Me."
The laughter captured in those images stands in stark contrast to the turmoil in my life since being brutally attacked online after being blackmailed by former friends who were radicalized by the Manosphere and clients who refused to disclose their own actions. The trauma I endured left me in a state of dissociation and emotional detachment, damaging my mental health and capacity to engage with the world.
These groups targeted different aspects of my life—one aimed at my Xbox gaming while other accounts remain untouched to this day, while the other focused on my career and financial well-being. Although their methods varied slightly, they were deeply connected through a shared goal: to destroy me using a smear campaign built on lies, cherry-picked details, and tightly-cropped 'evidence'—if you can truly call it that. Their actions showcasing a disturbing eagerness to derive pleasure from my suffering.
Reflecting on these memories reveals the lingering effects of manipulation, betrayal, and trauma, as well as the undeniable truth that often went disregarded—I did not cheat on my husband or the man I believed to be my polyamorous partner for far too long. I did not scam any of my clients or coerce or pay anyone into leaving me undeserved 5-star reviews. I did not ever present myself as a mental health professional. I found, though, that these unfounded accusers deeply struggled with proving their claims, resulting in many instances of allegedly intentionally misleading edited 'evidence' and misrepresented details.
These distortions were part of a broader narrative created to tarnish my reputation and discredit my character, and they reveal much more about those who perpetuated them than they do about my actions or intentions. My experiences of exploitation intersected with public scorn during one of the most challenging periods of my life, just as I began to heal from the abuse of my so-called "family."
Over time, I came to recognize the elements of force, fraud, and coercion that defined my situation—hallmarks of sexual exploitation. Strangers in online forums misrepresented my circumstances, deliberately disregarding my reality and the details surrounding my would-be trafficker. Their campaigns were intentional and calculated and were not the result of mere coincidence or misunderstanding. These individuals exploited my vulnerabilities, employing blackmail to manipulate my compliance, despite the fact that I was an adult with my own life, career, and family responsibilities.
They carefully omitted crucial facts to construct skewed narratives that aimed to undermine my reputation and diminish my career. In this reflection, I also remember my consistent dedication to serving my clients—a genuine commitment that stood in stark contrast to the falsehoods shared by others. I recall Anna*, a young assistant whose kindness shone through even in difficult times, reminding me of the values I cherish deeply.
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As I contrast my desire to uplift others with the actions of those who sought to harm me, it becomes clear that I have continuously aimed to support those in need, often at my own expense. I find myself grappling with a narrative that has painted me as a predator and a cheater, facing calculated efforts to dismantle my life’s work.
The timing of these smear campaigns was not coincidental. They emerged just before I was trafficked, shortly after my escape, and again when my trafficker reappeared in late 2017, and pursued me yet again in 2019, when I was too exhausted from the insincerity of those wielding anonymous accounts against me. Their connection to my trafficker revealed the depths of betrayal I am still processing. The silence surrounding my truth struck me as I confronted their misinformation and heavily edited “evidence.” Demanding that I defend myself, they simultaneously refused to acknowledge the realities of fraud, sextortion, and trafficking that defined my experience.
That is why I will be publishing the evidence of these events, seeking attention from law enforcement in Newmarket, Ontario—where my trafficker, Matthew, was born—as well as in Washington State, where my business operated. “Call a spade a spade,” one client said after an event, weaponizing misinformation against me. I have navigated the judgment of a community swayed by distorted narratives, and in hindsight, I’m beginning to cultivate empathy for those who wronged me, a feeling that once seemed unattainable.
While I no longer hold onto anger, it remains clear to me that their actions have not been those of good people—rather, they’ve masked their true intentions behind a facade of righteousness. Through these trials, I’ve gained insights into the complexities of human behavior and the importance of kindness, which remains central to who I am.
