posted on Apr, 3 2008 @ 11:57 AM
The funny part is that back in the day, back in the old AOL 2.5, 2800 baud dial up modems and 2.5 floppies days there was a lot of talk about internet
addiction. Mostly from people who were, at the time, pretty unfamiliar with computers and networking technologies. Eventually all the buzz died
down, why? Because everyone became addicted to the internet/cell phone/blackberry/etc!!
I know for a fact that I'm addicted to the internet, I have been since I got hooked all those years ago. I couldn't stop myself, the first one was
free! there were AOL/Prodigy/Compuserve installation floppies everywhere. It started innocently enough but before long I was spending litterally all
night online. (and that was when you had to pay by the hour!) I remember one camping trip I went on with my father, we were on the side of the
mountain and I caught myself wishing I could go online.
Now it's gotten worse, I had managed to get my ex boss to give me a laptop, I got a directional anntenna to go with it and I could go online anywhere
I wanted anytime I wanted. I'd still be on it all night long but it started getting to the point where I would wake up and turn the computer on
before I even got my coffee. Sometimes I wouldn't even know what I was doing online, there were no websites I wanted to go to and nothing to
research for days on end yet sure enough there I'd be in front of that screen burning my eyeballs.
Recently, however, my computer has crapped out on me. I thought that perhaps it was a good thing, that now I can actually live a normal life, go
outside, get more artwork done, do more tattoos etc. For a while, about a week or two, everything was going great. I didn't miss the net or the
stupid people I argued with on it. I didn't miss the porn ads or the popups constantly reminding me what a loser I am. I did a lot of artwork, I
did a lot of tattoos, I got out of the house and met new people.
Then it started, the withdrawl, I started to feel isolated, a lone and depressed because my entire life had centered around that stupid glowing box.
Most of the people I talked to were online and hundreds of miles away. I found myself literally wandering around the city with no goal or objective
just hoping that something interesting would happen. Hell, I even considered going down to the library and fighting old ladies for a 30 minute fix of
So yes, internet addiction is a real thing and I'm deffinitly suffering from it. I suppose you may have to be predisposed to it a bit, I know I was.
I had always had trouble making connections with other people, never had any friends, never had a girlfriend, when I speak I think I make perfect
sense but others look at me with a confused look. The big trouble started when I found out I could meet people, and girls specifically, on the
interent. It was all downhill from there and now I've wasted years on the internet thinking I'm having a life, making friends and building
something for myself when in reality none of it exists, none of the people are real, the places I have fond memories of are all in game, no one in the
real world sees the artwork I've done, it's all virtual.
Hell, look at me now, I woke up, got coffee and got on my girlfriend's computer, the same computer I was on until 3:30 am last night while desperatly
trying to fix my own computer.
*shakes cup* Spare some net sir? Just need a few gigs man, just a few gigs! *shakes cup*