Confessions of an Internetaholic

I doubt I am the first to self-diagnose themselves as an internet addict, nor the last and I imagine that with time there will even be a booming business  in detox clinics (if there aren’t already – and yes, I had to resist the urge to leap straight on google – a true sign of one on the brink of full on dependence to search-engines).

To say this is my first blog would be a lie, I might even be regarded a seasoned blogger by some.  I have done the writing, pictures, video even, let complete strangers into my life who have in turn become firm friends and even broken into the radio, however fleetingly it was, all over the realms of the internet. BUT this was all under the protection and veil of a perfect pseudonym – my dog!

Yes you read that right; I had some success of the minor variety on the world of myspace portraying a dog-eyed view of life.  Please don’t go running for the back button as you feel that you have accidently fallen onto a crazy canine lady blog – I am perfectly sane and I promise that there will be no woofing on here.  If you are interested, the reason for the muttley alias was a fear of the big World Wide Web during my teens, or at least that is what I told myself.  With retrospect and a more confident head on my shoulders, it was probably a combination of an intrigue to find out what it was all about and a genuine belief my life was just too boring to share.  It kept the parents content and was a way of sharing anonymously with the world without my friends or family knowing.

I know I am not alone in escaping the mundane-ness of life for the infinite realms of the internet in the hope of some excitement and popularity.  The secrecy and freedom that it allowed was both liberating but also brought dangers.  I’m not talking about the newspaper headlines, more so a hidden but growing obsession to control what people could know about me.  You can lead a triple life.

I was quick learning the steps and my internet tango has been passionate, dramatic and tragic in parts. However I have yet to share the details with anyone, like an illicit affair I have kept it hidden oh so well...

So since I hung the musty dog costume up 4 years ago, this is me for the first time being me and revealing the truth of my internet embrace so far.

Strap yourself in for a journey that I’m not even sure I am ready to brace, which will tell all about the complex evolution of my relationships....