by barracuda » Wed Feb 11, 2009 11:58 pm
My name is barracuda, and I'm an internet addict.
I consider it a priviledge to be here today, but truth is I've been in and out of these forums for the last fiteen years, trying to come to terms with the endless days and nights spent wondering if it'll ever be over, if I'll ever be "normal" again. But we all know that when you're an addict, once you've crossed that line, it's forever. I'm just grateful that I have today, and that I have the support of the people here, that I share this journey with.
When I was younger, it all seemed so harmless, but I've never really been able to control it. I started out the usual way, a MacII, an outboard modem on dialup, usegroups and porno and yahoo, and AOL, and before I knew it I had moved into freelancing html, and 72 dpi .jpg files littered my 40 meg hard drive. Hell, I worked on every PhotoShop version since 1.0. Still, at that time I was thinking everything was okay, but AOL turned out to be my first portal, and I guess I got kind of hooked. About ten tears ago, I moved from casual browsing into serious surfing, and it was around that time that I found I had to check memepool.com every day, and wsws.org, and pretty soon I was reading every article on Counterpunch and truthout, multitasking my ass off, and that's about the time I found I was really and truly addicted, hooked. I thought I could let go of it, but right about then the attacks in New York happened, and I experienced the entire event through a T-3 line on a high end Powerbook with a video and graphics card and double monitors. There was no going back. And Google IPO'ed. I lost my wife, my friends, my job... I sold everything I had to sit in a squalid apartment with an old laptop and a phone line. Back to dial up, that was my bottom, busted down to 56k, relegated to a text-only preference setting. You know how hard that is? I guess you do, or you wouldn't be here.
It had become a need, a stomach churning first thing every morning, last thing before bed need. Television? Newspapers? It's been decades since I took any of that seriously. Real people, really living, leaving the keyboard? Forget it. Ever been in love? I was in love, and I had to have my lady, or I was lost. I started getting stomach pains, eyestrain... I finally got strung out on the hardest stuff, dlisted, boing-boing, youtube, then the financial sites and conspiracy forums that eat every minute of your life and demand more watching, multiple windows, and the lowest: user-generated content, whoring my own pathetic writing out just to interact, lying to my family, giving away anything to be part of an online community, tearing my shirt when I lost my connection, sitting at the library consoles and cursing their safe-search functions. I know I'm no better than anybody else, but I was never a hacker, at least. I still had something.
And that's when I found this place, and you people, and I gave up, and gave in.
Mostly these days, I wake up and I'm alright. I got back my job, I can sit and have breakfast, drive the kid to school, and it doesn't even cross my mind. Not that I've gotten over it. You never do, and I never will. But with the help of the people in these rooms, and belief in my higher power (Apple Support), I can make it one day at a time. I've surrendered. But I never forget that I'm powerless. At least until I get the phone bill paid again. One day at a time.
My name is barracuda, and I've got today...
The most dangerous traps are the ones you set for yourself. - Phillip Marlowe