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.Write your translation here.
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