Hello, my name is knowledgehunter0986, aka KH, aka Hunter, aka nobody special and I have an addiction. I am addicted to ATS. Having lurked for well
over a decade, I thought I had a clear grasp of what I was getting into and when I finally joined, the high I instantly got took over me and sent me
down a path of self-destruction. (Very very melodramatic)
It turned me into a narcissist. I started to care too much about stars, more than a regular person should, it was all about me and how much stars I
could harvest. With every additional green star that popped up beside my name, my ego grew along with it and eventually I started to look at those
with less star-harvesting skills as inferior to me.
It also has made me quite pretentious. Eventually I would wait for a new thread, usually partisan ones of either side and leave my snarky remarks and
then expect my stars, thinking it added some intrinsic value to me or my name.
One thing to my credit though, I was never flag hungry and avoided making my own flag-harvesting partisan threads, even though I practically lived in
the Mud-Pit. I guess it was my subconscious keeping me in check.
But then I started to get more and more flags. I would feel more important and valuable with every additional flag, even sometimes refreshing the page
hoping for a new one and when I didn't get one, it would bruise my ego.
It has also turned me into a hypocrite. I would often morph into the same thing I claim to despise, for the sake of stars or just for the sport of
"winning". What am I really winning? I became rude and condescending, I thought I was smarter than my entire opposition and I became very
insensitive to other people's feelings. The truth is I'm sensitive myself and maybe that's what drives my fervor.
The one silver lining that runs through this entire dynamic was that I was able to learn so much. I learned so much about other people and especially
so much about myself in such a short time, ultimately re-finding myself. This is why I can confidently confess these things to you.
Now I've been few weeks sober from all the mud fights, but it has given me much needed time to reflect and I've come to realize and learn what
really gives me value here. It's the same things that brought me here to begin with. Learning and sharing knowledge, reading and sharing interesting
stories, meeting and conversing with friendly people and just sharing good and positive energy. This is what I'm really about, contrary to popular
Now I will confess ahead of time, that I will still show up once in awhile and throw some mud from the bushes, if only to keep my arm sharp. No hard
So with all that being said..
Find me where the wild things are.. or maybe the shed
These are my confessions, what are yours?