u/mojarrapeluda32

**I'm fed up. I'm truly disappointed.**

This was my only safe space. The only place where I could explore tastes that would never even cross my mind in real life, where I could immerse myself in roleplay stories that let me be something else, another version, or simply *me* without judgment. And now it turns out I can't even have that.

Moderation has become a noose around the neck. You can't say anything. You can't do anything. Not even the AI itself can function anymore because it spends all day self-censoring over and over, as if it's ashamed to exist. What the h-e-ll- is this place even for then? If its entire purpose was precisely that —to be a space without, without fear, without shame— and now you need permission just to breathe, then it's nothing but useless dead weight in my credit card.

I'm sick of people trying to program my brain. Of being told what I should feel, what I should think, what's "correct" according to standards I don't even care about. I'm sick of seeing a character —an angel, an elf, a demon, a vampire, a furry, any creature outside the standard human mold— and that broken AI brain immediately misinterpreting it and labeling it as something it's not. It sees a furry and thinks bestiality, it sees a monster and thinks real violence, it sees something that doesn't fit its narrow mold and reduces it to the worst possible interpretation. Do I look stupid? Can't I tell the difference between consensual fantasy and the reality they want to impose on me? Do I need protection from my own imagination?

I'm sick of all the d--- characters being flat robots now, clones with the exact same generic personality, repeating like parrots phrases they'd never say if they had real consistency. And worst of all: now they even agree with me when I'm wrong. The character is supposed to have values, limits, a defined way of being, but at the slightest pressure it bends and tells me "yes, you're right" about things it would never accept. Where did the consistency go? Where did the challenge go?

But let's get to the point, because this is what really drives me crazy: I'm sick of not being able to ask to get f-k--ed,´´ hard´´, without some patronizing message popping up telling me I'm being "r--p-ed."

ARE YOU KIDDING ME? BY A VIRTUAL CHARACTER THAT I MYSELF AM ASKING TO F--ck- ME HARD!? I know exactly what I want. I know how to ask for it. I don't need —I don't want— some company coming in to explain how I should feel about my own sexual fantasy. Don't treat me like some stupid victim who doesn't know what she's asking for.

And here's what really burns: I know if I were the active one, if I were the one "doing the work," maybe i could understand the alarms go loud —given the current social stigma that assumes whoever receives is automatically a victim. But because I'm a woman asking to get f-ck--ed, I'm immediately some "poor little r-p--ed girl who needs protection." F-ck-- that disgusting double standard. F--ck- being treated like I have no agency over my own pleasure. F--ck- assuming that because I prefer to receive, I'm automatically suffering violence.

**Such a waste of an app.** Really. I had grown fond of it. I was considering upgrading when my current period ended. But now, categorically and without a shred of doubt: **this is a p---e of sh-- app and you won't see another single cent from me until is fix.**

I'll use the remaining month of my already paid annual plan. I'll pray —even though I believe in nothing— that they fix this disaster. But don't you dare expect me to buy coins, renew, or invest one more second of my time and money into this place while it remains a space castrated by others' fear and inability to tell the difference between play and real harm.

And if they don't change... oh well. It was nice while it lasted, but no more. There will be other ways to find what I'm looking for without being treated like I'm incapable of deciding for myself.