The End, As We Know It
By: Emma Onstott
Created December 9, 2025
The End, As We Know It
By: Emma Onstott
Created December 9, 2025
Yes, I am alive. And I'm getting help.
I do regret everything I did. I show all remorse for my actions. Nothing excuses what I did. I really wish I could turn back time and reverse the mistakes I've made. I really do. But it happened. And there's basically nothing I can do.
Stuff like this serves as a harsh lesson to not inappropriately interact with people under the age of 18, as 1) you have massive power and an advantage over them, plus they're still growing up and their brains are developing and most likely don't know what consent is or means, and 2) when people find out, it's the end of everything you've worked for and towards. This is also a lesson to not overshare aspects of your personal life online, as I have posted the front of my house online (I even censored the house numbers, which didn't work) which caused people to find where I live and for my family to feel unsafe in our own home. Even your birthday shouldn't be shared either.
Social media has ruined my life. And I could use a break. So, I'm doing that indefinitely. No end date. This brand is done. Reputation is tarnished forever. I've heard getting off it has many positive benefits, and I'm all here for it. I'll come back when I'm ready, just under a new name and brand. Because I want to start fresh. And learn something valuable from this.
I have also spent another week at the mental hospital for the second time at the start of December 2025. So I am getting help. Therapy is helping me learn how much power adults have over minors, and that's something that'll stick with me forever. I'm only 19, after all. My brain is still developing too. We all make mistakes. But that doesn't excuse exploiting your power onto children. Uh-uh.
What I've did came from a flawed way of thinking from back when I was 18. I believed that I could get away with relationships with people 3 or 4 years younger than me, even if you're 18. But that's not true. Once you're 18, you're only allowed to go with other consenting adults. No exceptions.
And don't worry, this isn't all about me. This is about everyone as a whole.
I'm so deeply sorry to the people I've hurt, and even more so to the minors I've exploited. I promise not to do that again. Nothing excuses what I did. From now on, I'm gonna stay off the internet, in particular social media, for now, and think about what I did, and continue to learn more from this. Because they were exploited and will carry some pain from this for the rest of their lives. I feel bad for them. I wish I hadn’t exploited them. I really do. I don't like seeing others get hurt. I regret everything deeply. I'll avoid interacting with minors, especially inappropriately, in the future. I understand recovering from this won't be easy. After all, recovery isn't a linear process. I hope that you're able to find the resources and support you need after what has happened to you.
The person I am now is different than the person I was two weeks ago. I'm willing to show change for the better. That's who I am. And actions speak louder than a thousand words. So I'm going to go ahead and start being the better person I strive to be.
And thanks for everything throughout the years. It means a lot to me.
- Emma <3
WARNING: SENSITIVE TOPICS - SELF-HARM. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
Archiving this because Google took down my original version that I posted on my now suspended (permanently banned) Twitter account. In case they take this down too, here's some images of it below.