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I have been involved in “internet relationships” for ten years now. My first ones were when I was 15, I would cruise around certain chat rooms trying to make friends. I had a “Steady boyfriend” at the time and I was just craving extra attention from men. The first “relaitonship” I had was with a boy from Norway, he was in college, I was a high school sophmore. I was young and grossed out by the idea of cyber sex, I never gave out my name or photo–but I loved the idea that this “man” who didn’t even know me, wanted to spend his cyber time with me. I would stay up until 2, 3, 4am chatting online with all kinds of people–

I stayed with my boyfriend until I was 20, the whole time looking online for someone who would find me special, loveable, and desirable–all the things my emotionally abusive boyfriend did not do.

After I dumped the boyfriend, I never had another online relationship with a man. I started only wanting to talk with women online. I made one friend who I spoke with online all of the time, it was an amazing relationship–it was/is a great supportive friendship. We shared stories, memories, ideas, music, politics–I even drove up to NYC ( a four hour drive) to spend the weekend with her, to get away from the emotional crap going on “IRL”. At the same time I drove to visit my online friend, I started a bizarre romantic relationship with a girl I met online in a lesbian chatroom. We talked on the phone for hours and hours (i definitely gave my cell phone battery a run for its money)–but, after a couple intense weeks we stopped talking until 4 in the morning and I met another girl online.

This girl was incredible. She was exactly what I was looking for in everyway–we were so similar, had so much in common. It was an amazing connection. We started chatting online (in the planetout chatroom) in March or April–but in midmay she was moving to the beach and would be away from the internet for months and months. I did the only reasonable thing a woman in my situation would do–after one conversation over the phone, I quit my job, left my childhood home, and moved 10 hours away from everything I knew to live with this woman I had never met in a place I had never heard of.

Three years later, it is still the best decision I ever made. I am so lucky to have such a warm loving woman in my life…