The internet hurts my feelings.

The internet and I have a love/hate relationship.

When it started out, everything was fine. I was young and naive, the internet had a lot to offer...I thought I'd found the one. We had so many good times...but eventually, the internet started keeping me from seeing my friends. It separated me from my family and made me stay in all night. I would ask it to do simple things and it would refuse, sometimes even going so far as to have a total breakdown. It hurt me in ways that I think I may never recover from. But then it would turn around and tell me it loved me, showering me with gifts of podcasts and free manga scanlations.

The way it is now...it abuses me blatantly, really, and with little reason. It snaps at me, is cold and aloof, constantly sending me signals that I can't understand or don't want to hear. I get upset and go home to stay with my mom for a few days. But I always go back. Within a week, I always go back. I know it doesn't really love me, but I can't live without it. The internet...owns me. It owns my soul.

I know I need help. I need to get out, save myself before it's too late...maybe I should see a therapist.