My story begins
with pain. My story ends in pain. My pain is the cross. A pill hard
to swallow. Everyday, I,struggle with addiction. Internet addiction. I have nothing
else to do with my self. i
am either too tired to go anywhere or financially unable to afford hobbies.I am on a fixed income. Too tired for anything else. I cannot let go of the internet. The internet has me hooked. I feel i am not alone. I am sure there are many others
like myself. Who,channel all of their energy, on to the internet. I make the best of it. Some days are better than others. Some days are not. I meet people all the time. I meet people from around the globe. Sharing stories alike. Just how fascinating the internet is. Just how much information there is
and how much to know. I love checking my emails. I love downloading. I love downloading things from tool bars to women to free spy ware. I love cleaning my computer with anti-virus programs to disk clean up to disk fragmenting It''s like being a mechanic with your own garage. There''s nothing else like it. Theres nothing like tearing your motor apart from inside and out and trying to figure where everything else goes.It''s like my computer. I cannot leave
it alone.I have to screw around with it in order to think. I cannot be simple. I have to be complex. Breaking things and trying to figure out how to fix it. Always searching for the answers.It''s like I have to be always using my brain. Obsessed with trying to figure things out.
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