Chapter 8- The Confession

Now let me bring you to present day, 2025. I have had several years of healing from this, I have moved to different places, met new people, been in new relationships and gotten to live a life free of the parasitic presence that I now know was Jessica Blahova.

I was in a new safe place to revisit the past and figure out what happened. I started by investigating who I knew as Matt Costa.  I figured I would like to know who he is and where he ended up. I searched him by an alternative last name Jess/Matt had given me back in the day. He told me it was his mom’s last name but legally he went by Costa.

I found the real Matt’s social media account and realized he had been in a relationship with someone, and was now married to that person, for the entire duration we were talking together. I also found pictures he had shared with me on social media but also had pictures that were not on social media, so I was left wondering. Did he never see me because I was the side piece he wanted for emotional support but couldn’t leave his relationship?

The first person I messaged and shared his profile with was... Jessica. She, still being in China, said “I haven’t spoken to him in years” and then disappeared from social media. She ghosted me from that point on for months and blamed a bad connection in China. I tried to go through her mom and her family, but she avoided all communication.

I ended up deciding Jessica wasn’t going to help me, and hired a private investigator to help me find the guy’s home. I wanted to confront him in person, after so many years of lies and avoidance. I didn’t want him to know I was coming and I wanted to see his reaction with no warning, so I could potentially decipher the lies.

Atlas Investigations Report

I found him and confronted him in person in his driveway (he happened to be outside at the time). I tried to be very understanding and as non-confrontational as I could. At this point Jessica had ghosted me for months and I knew something was wrong so I didn’t want to ruin this person’s life with unfounded accusations.

He had literally no idea who I was or what I was talking about. He did confirm he knew of Jessica, but didnt know her well.  His wife also came outside during the confrontation, and also said Jessica’s name rung a bell but it didn’t seem like they were particularly close.

I didn’t ask all the questions I wish I could have but I believed that it wasn’t him that I had been talking to all those years. At this point, I knew Jessica had done something awful. I began to wonder how dark this thing really got, was she using my photos to get money, had she been pimping me out to other men given the assault situation? Could it truly have been her?

After confronting Jessica over email and social media— telling her I met Matt, and that I knew she had lied, she continue to be MIA. So I began contacting her mom, who I knew well, to explain that I urgently needed to get in touch with her daughter. Her mom seemed to be the only person in Ontario Jessica was communicating with— after all these efforts, she finally reached out after months of no contact.

You can see her emails below, manipulative till the very end:

I was able to get her to agree to a phone call, after threating to go public with my story.

She eventually did call and confessed to it being her the whole time, although she denied the assault. She was crying and telling me more lies about why and how she did what she did, but after she confessed, I truly stopped listening and just began processing. It was so pathetic to watch her continue to lie even in her confession, to continue to try and manipulate me even after she was caught. She didn’t want me to tell her mom or include her family. She mentioned if I were to go to the police if I could “give her a heads up” because she had a partner and a dog in China and the dog would have no one to take care of it. Knowing how much I love animals.

I didn’t say anything more than, thank you for telling me the truth and hung up. In an email I told her to never contact me again, I told her I was going to tell everyone the truth, and asked her to pay for the private investigator and eventual therapy I would need. She ended up e-transferring me $3000. I don’t know why she did, maybe she was hoping it would stop me from telling her family.

And here is where I thought this story would end, here is where I thought I would start to move on and attempt to rebuild my life knowing this new truth, this new reality.. but the story wasn’t over.