#TrueStory: I was dumped by my fake internet boyfriend
Dear #TNTML, I need your help in tracking the actual person in this picture down.
Alrite, here's what's going on ... last Tuesday, I got this email on Facebook - READ!
Let me break this all down for you, and those of you that have known me for a few years, this will all start to make sense. I used to work for the founder of Myspace, and launched his start up called "LiveVideo" back at the end of 2007. It was literally the coolest job ever, as it was the education I learned there that prepared me for knowing how to launch this site. Well, this guy came into my chats all the time, and was suppperrrrrrrr cute. Like crazy, super cute. Totally caught my attention that he helped moderate the room, and at the same time wasn't all "show me your boobs!" It was great!!! Dude, I even thanked him in this video.
I work online, so the odds of me meeting someone via the online channel were pretty high. It's like working in a coffee shop, and dating a caffeine addict. It just goes together like herpes and the cast of The Hills.
We slowly started off by talking on the phone, and at the time used to post cutesy comments on our Myspace pages - it was pretty PG. He kept pestering me, wanting to "date" and I was kinda meehhh. I was pretty into lifecasting, and was pretty into what I was doing - so I just didn't want to get serious with anyone, let alone some random guy that lived in AZ. He eventually broke me down, and we did start "dating." Dating of course consisted of hours and hours and hours spent talking on the phone. Yes, dudes - THIS IS WHY I HATE THE TELEPHONE!!! I used to spend sooooo much time on it with this guy. Drove me batty!! I would beg him, just get a webcam ... just get a webcam. Why won't you get a webcam. You have to remember, this was in late 2007, early 2008 ... NO ONE was doing what we were doing on LiveVideo. Social media was barely a zygote at the time.
So, we officially started dating - and of course I mentioned him to my family, as I always told them what was going on. I was totally weirded out at the notion of telling them that there was this guy that I met in my internet chat, so we came up with this story that he and I had briefly met in a bar, but never got the chance to talk until we were online. It kinda made sense, the stigma of online dating was just SOO intense at that point. There was just no way I could tell my conservative Connecticut family that I was dating someone from the internet.
That's Lady Gaga right behind me. She was the pre-opening opening act.Time went on, and I wanted to meet. I am very much a "just do it" kinda person. I either like you or I don't - life is too short to not be lived. Every time he was supposed to come out to LA he canceled, and the ONNEEEEE time he called me saying "I'm here to surprise you!" I was on a plane to San Fran to go visit my ex. This was pre-foursquare days, but I am CERRRTTAIINNNN he knew what was going on. We were on and off for literally a year. He sent me flowers, floor seat tickets to New Kids on the Block, (Jordan Knight was literally my very first crush ever) - there was just always something about him though that nagged at me, saying this guy isn't real. I googled him like mad, and it perturbed me that I couldn't find ANYTHING on him. Literally googling "Dare Walker" and "Darien Walker" returned only a vague address in AZ. That was it. I couldn't find this company he claimed to work for, he always called me from a blocked number - really weird shit.
Still the greatest concert EVER! Thx fake internet boyfriend!!Totally put my guard up, but again - life is reflective. I would NEVVERRRRRR do that to someone, so I was sitting there thinking there was NO way that this could have happened. This guy has to be real.
His stories were about as long as could be. From the fact that his birth mom gave him up to be born into his "real family" where his "actual mother" was an OB/GYN that delivered him ... I mean everyone thought I was nuts. I protected this guy and justified him to my friends and family because I was so ashamed of the possibility that I was duped so bad.
We had gotten into a fight one night regarding an ex of mine. It got so heated, and I was so frustrated, that I said - FINE! I'm getting in the car, I'll be there in 7 hours. It was midnight ... I drove through the night to his town of Tempe, AZ. Literally ... me ... my dog Rocky ... in my beetle convertible ... drove 7 hours in the middle of the desert with a 2 liter of Diet Pepsi MAX. Hey, I am one passionate chick. If I say I am going to do something, it gets done.
He never saw me. He claimed he was just "mad" at me, but I went to the only google listing for the company that he claimed to work for, and they said there was no one by that name there. I had his address from google, and from the return address on a package he sent me - but I felt going to his apartment was too much. I pulled into a Dennys, and struck up a conversation with one of the locals, and had breakfast. I called him over, and over, and over, and his phone was turned off. I licked my wounds, and drove all the way back to LA.
EVEN AT THIS POINT, EVERYTHING WAS TELLING ME THIS GUY WAS A COMPLETE FAKE, BUT MY EGO JUST COULD NOT LET IT GO.
We eventually did break up. It was almost a year though of back and forth - again, my ego just did NOT want to let go what happened on that drive, DAYYYSSS worth of conversation, HOURSSS of work online chatting, there was no way I was going to let this guy go just based on principle. I KNEW in my heart that none of this made sense, but that ego that didn't want to feel so ashamed and creepy kept getting in the way.
Her response back:
(Please note, I am protecting her identity for obvious reasons.)
We then talked on the phone later that day. And literally went line by line of everything that we knew about "Dare Walker."
Birthday, May 17th - checked out
Originally from somewhere in NY.
Has brothers.
That's about it.
He lied to her in saying that one of his parents had died when we were dating, yes his dad did get into some weird accident, but upon googling like mad, I found nothing. Trust me - this type of incident would have ended up in the paper SOMEWHERRREEEE!!
When this girl and I were talking on the phone, I remembered that a girl from my old chat said she saw a picture of the actual guy in a friend's Facebook album. She confronted Dare on it, and he quickly changed the topic. I put the two girls in contact with each other.
This was the actual email:
The guy in the picture ALWAYSSS had this one girl in pictures with him. He called her Amber. They claimed to be best friends, but in the pictures I could read the body language, and they were definitely more than friends. But again, the ACTUAL people in the picture I'm SURE were dating IRL - but online, in his mind, in this crazy story ... this was just his "best friend."
Here's the thing about me, I am a LIFECASTER!!!! Verifying anything about me is the easiest thing in the world!!! I have all my stats posted on various modeling websites, I have documented my life somewhere online in some capacity almost every day for the last 3 years. Knowing hair, eye color, body type? SOOO easy!!!
I do not want to hurt this individual. Whoever the guy is in the picture, or even the poser behind it - please note, I do NOT NOT NOT want anyone harmed. I just wanted to post on this to be able to help this girl through a very difficult time. I went through a massive bout of depression after he and I stopped dating. I was hurt, confused, bewildered, and humiliated. Everyone had warned me, but I just refused to listen. I want the guy in the picture to know that this individual is out there posing as him - and I want the guy posing as the con to know that he is caught.
I want ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with you - and wish everyone else the same.
I am merely testing the whole 6 degrees of separation theory, and knowing that thousands of people read this site every day, I am CERTAIN someone ... somewhere ... can help us track you down.
Here's his MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/no1uknow00
And the Myspace pages of chicks connected to him, that I believe were actually him posting. Dude, they all still comment on your status? Are you friggen kidding me? NO ONE uses myspace anymore. At least if you are going to lie, stay technologically relevant. They might also have no idea that their identity has been compromised:
http://www.myspace.com/karstars420
http://www.myspace.com/ami3bee
http://www.myspace.com/t420cal
If you have any information please contact me on Facebook here
Thanks, nerds!!!
Dude, bad bad bad bad bad idea pissing off a passionate chick that runs a website. BAD BAD BAD BAD BADDDDD idea! Never cross a nerdy chick scorned.
#NerdsUnite
