I can't tell this to anyone I know, I know they will judge me, so I'll write here instead. It's something i've been bottling inside for a while, it's very long so feel free to skip this. I've been feeling an intense guilt for something I didn't do and would never do. It's been a week and sometimes the guilt reappears and tortures me. I'm afraid that people are going to start unthinkable rumors about me and that nobody will believe me when that time comes. I'm afraid that I will be reported and that all my friends will leave me. Since I was in middle school, because I didn't have friends, I used to chat with strangers on a telegram group. Some of the people inside were messed up, but I stayed because most of them were funny. One day the EU announced a policy called "chat control" (I can't write what it is it about because only writing the word triggers me) and the people in the group started joking about them being reported to the police for having hentai videos on the app. I used it as an excuse to finally leave the circle, I wanted to severe my relationship with them and finally delete once for all my telegram account. I wanted to move on and actually live real life. I didn't want to be associated with those people anymore, because I feared of being cancelled in the future on the internet and everything . I deleted it, but once again I've found myself re-downloading telegram and re-entering the same group. I initially played around like if I were a new member, then I revealed myself, and someone asked, I guess jokingly, if I had deleted the account because I had **** (I can't write it) and I started panicking. I tried to tell him that it wasn't true but I wasn't able to communicate it well (my communication skills suck) then I proceeded to delete the account. What if they misunderstand? What if they really start believing what he said? What if they report me? I still regret it to this day, if only I could have explained better. After that I had anxiety and an immense feeling of guilt to the point that I didn't feel worthy of eating or feeling happy. I couldn't sleep because I felt like everything was over for me, I cried a lot. This lasted for 2 days until my mom noticed my behavior and talked some sense into me. Now I feel better but I still replay the conversation I had with that person in my head over and over again trying to fix the past in my head. I don't know if I'll ever be able to get over this feeling. I try to not think about it, but it doesn't work. Why do I keep feeling like a monster, when I didn't really do anything?