cat·fish
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noun, plural ( especially collectively ) cat·fish ( especially referring to two or more kinds or species ) cat·fish·es.
1.
any of the numerous fishes of the order or suborder Nematognathi (or Siluroidei), characterized by barbels around the mouth and the absence of scales.
2.
a wolffish of the genus Anarhichas.
3.
any of various other fishes having a fancied resemblance to a cat.
As found in Urban Dictionary:
catfish
A catfish is someone who pretends to be someone they're not using Facebook or other social media to create false identities, particularly to pursue deceptive online romances.
Did you hear how Dave got totally catfished last month?! The fox he thought he was talking to turned out to be a pervy guy from San Diego!
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I was really falling for that gorgeous gal on Facebook, but she turned out to be a catfish.
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I was really falling for that gorgeous gal on Facebook, but she turned out to be a catfish.
By her own confession this girl I was recently with was a catfish long before she met me. She was lonely and pulled the old photo bait and switch to with this kid she met online.
I mean I watch the series on MTV called Catfish but never really thought it went on until I met her. No her picture was the same online as in life when she got here but facts started chipping away. For example, One of the things that was attractive was the long term sobriety she had. Oh wait she never was a alcoholic she just went to meetings for years claiming it because her therapist told her to.
Oh yes she was very active in helping young people pursue a relationship with Jesus Christ like hers but in reality hadn't been in church in years.
I don't want to be that way so I usually present myself even more of a ass then normal. All my worst history is public knowledge I invite people to look at it. I make more of my insanity, sarcasm, negativity, perversion, thieving, lying ways really just to over prepare people. I'm a broken man not a saint and never want to act like I am to any one. I'll never be country club material but far from being in a biker gang. I'm just me I'm just Tomas.
I have a laundry list of things I wish God would just snap his finger and fix. There's probably a list most people around me have they wish God would fix as well. No I don't live transparent with everyone because that would be stupid. But I do with a few people so I can stay as sane as I know how to be. The rest get a basic overview.
When I say I go insane to you sometimes that translate to even though under medical care following directives medications react differently with individuals chemistry that sometimes I suffer from out breaks of symptoms . It doesn't mean I'm insane.
When I tell you I'm sarcastic that means my sense of humor is usually not PG-13 and sometimes down right offensive. If you have thin skin or keep young sheltered kids around you should choose not to be around me. Doesn't mean if you tell me you think its inappropriate right now I wont shut my mouth right away.
At home she lives on a small stipend of disability from the government because she has been determined by doctors unable to hold down a job due to her bipolar depression. At home her support system was monthly visits to a medical doctor on going physical ailments, a psychiatrist for ongoing psychiatric meds since she wasn't stable enough not to be seen monthly, A psychologist for therapy for a host of issues way before she met me. In the months that we lived together she switched her antidepressant and added birth control for the first time in her life into the chemical cocktail she took daily. That's not bad mouthing just plain facts of how she had been able to find a lifestyle where she was "happy".
When she moved in she continued her medications but that was the end of any support she put into her life in general but specifically dealing with bipolar depression. Of course things are all my fault Im the only person she interacted with really! What I love about my church is they have a rotating staff of pastors who teach on Sundays. The senior pastor Patrick admits that he struggles with sarcasm as much as Scott struggles with intellectualism or Erik with speaking to passionate. They all teach the word of God but each has their own voice where it comes through. I'm not stable by any means for any lengths of time without the use of my support system. Going to meetings, church, meds, work, time with friends multiple sets in fact! I need therapy in doing service for others. I need to do really anything but sit on my butt isolating from life at my house. If you just choose to listen to my smart ass mouth then anyone would get tired of it quickly.
I feel I was catfished because the woman I thought I knew dealt with her issues in her own way. But the girl that showed up didn't do a darn thing for herself and fell apart before me. I did the best I could but really that's WAY beyond my skill set.
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