My Experience with Second Life Personality Disorder

When I was around 13 I moved to a very different place with my mom and sisters. I was very upset at the world for the unjust decision to deprive me of everything I had come to
know until then and replace it with everything that was foreign and unfriendly to me.

During those years I felt an overwhelming lack of desire for anything and complete hopelessness sometimes took over my days.I was looking  something that could have saved or ruined me forever. The Internet.

To start from the beginning (Kind of) I have always been the perfect candidate to fall into the hands of lameness and outside society.

I am not tall, I wear glasses, I'm very shy with strangers, I'm scared to interact with the opposite sex, I'm awkward, I'm a loner, etc etc.

Right after I moved, all these qualities only exacerbated more than I could have imagined.

I was sad, and depressed and I just needed an outlet.

And that's how the internet started.

I started developing an obsession. I spent my day immersed in it. Searching and looking and hoping to escape my reality. It was as close as I've gotten to using drugs.

I had a rush whenever I used it and when my family started getting concerned for me, I started getting defensive and a really nasty and confrontational side of me came out.

I felt attacked, and more than once I would have huge violent fits to stop their usual lectures or attempts to take my new 'precious' away from me.

At some point I saw that the whole thing was making me withdraw from the real world more and more. I was feeling more depressed than ever and I realized that escaping my reality wasn't going to solve anything. Thankfully I got out of it due to the way life turned out for me as I got older and I experienced new coming of age experiences.

I am more than sure things happen for a reason, and people like me are very vulnerable to falling into that trap. If you are in it and reading this, Do Try As Much As You Can To Find Other Outlets To Invest Your Time On. Even if you don't want to hear it Escaping is not the answer.