Have you ever felt like the only type of release you have, is through talking to people online? Have you felt that the people at home, school, or work don't even know half of the person you really are? I always do. I know they love me, and we do try to bond, but it never works the way I really want it to.
I've heard on the news so many times about the dangers of people online, and I know I might as well be setting up a trap for myself on here, but trying to break a habit I've formed since fourth grade is quite difficult.
I don't know if many of you have heard of the MMORPG Maple Story, but as a young girl, I was immediately addicted. At this time of my life, I had many "friends". of course with the quotation marks, you can see how I really felt about them. Back in grade school, I never wanted to make friends, or get along with anyone. I was comfortable with where I was in life, alone. I sought relief from the lack of companionship online.
Of course some people wouldn't see harm in having pen pals online, but try having met people who were 20-35 years of age, when you're 9. Of course that picture never looks good in any lighting whatsoever.
So it's been quite some time since my first encounter online, and here I still am, looking for people to connect with, online.
I still feel the hurt of lost friends online. Many who have left my life through the use of a different game, changing of the phone number, or my bad luck with cell phones.
This is some sort of a plea, but if anyone knows a man named Samuel Joseph Alarid, who used to a resident of Santa Barbara in 2006 or 2007, please help me out in finding him. I lost contact with him, a long time ago. Perhaps its been 3-4 years, time flies too fast to write down for sure.
Thank you,
H.A
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