When I started MWO the first thing I wanted was privacy. I remember my first chat room experience I panicked because someone else was there that lived in a village only minutes from my village. “Oh shit”, I typed. “Where do you work? What is your first name? Who do you know?” I asked question after question trying to ensure that this person did not know me. On the other side of the chat she was typing the same questions. I was relieved when I learned that this person was 15 years younger than me. I breathed a sigh of relief and even gained the courage to ask her for coffee sometime.
After 5 weeks of MWO behind me I have changed considerably. I am still nervous that someone I already know will find me out, but I want to reach out to the people I have met. I sit at one end of the keyboard wanting to somehow slime my way through and pop out on the other side. Isn’t’ there some science fiction movie or TV series that explains how to make this a reality? Come on all you science fiction fanatics out there; tell me how to do it. Do you take the blue pill, the green pill, the purple pill, how do you do it? Just to hear someone’s voice on the other end of the conversation.
I can’t hear the tone of the posts or chats, nor can I express my own tone. I can’t see the expressions of your faces, can’t see the slight changes of your moods go by. There are some of you that I want to say, “Let’s go have a drink” (oops!)
But, then I think about all I have to get done in any given day and how much time I spend on the MWO sight as it is. And I think about how involved I get in my current friends and family and how that has impacted my life. How many times have I come home and complained, “how come I always have to be the one that takes care of everyone?” My Hubby’s response, “Your Mom called and wants to know where you put the Power-of –Attorney.” I respond, “I need a drink”
Maybe the MWO layer is the universe's way of protecting me while I heal. And I do continue to heal.
When I heard that MWO voice over the phone a few days ago all I wanted to do was get in the car and drive to the rescue. I wanted to go help, to dive completely into the solution. I am darn sure that would not have been the path to my healing. But at the time I did not care. I want to help heal her.
I stopped and looked down at my choices, took the universes sound advice and swallowed the red pill.
After 5 weeks of MWO behind me I have changed considerably. I am still nervous that someone I already know will find me out, but I want to reach out to the people I have met. I sit at one end of the keyboard wanting to somehow slime my way through and pop out on the other side. Isn’t’ there some science fiction movie or TV series that explains how to make this a reality? Come on all you science fiction fanatics out there; tell me how to do it. Do you take the blue pill, the green pill, the purple pill, how do you do it? Just to hear someone’s voice on the other end of the conversation.
I can’t hear the tone of the posts or chats, nor can I express my own tone. I can’t see the expressions of your faces, can’t see the slight changes of your moods go by. There are some of you that I want to say, “Let’s go have a drink” (oops!)
But, then I think about all I have to get done in any given day and how much time I spend on the MWO sight as it is. And I think about how involved I get in my current friends and family and how that has impacted my life. How many times have I come home and complained, “how come I always have to be the one that takes care of everyone?” My Hubby’s response, “Your Mom called and wants to know where you put the Power-of –Attorney.” I respond, “I need a drink”
Maybe the MWO layer is the universe's way of protecting me while I heal. And I do continue to heal.
When I heard that MWO voice over the phone a few days ago all I wanted to do was get in the car and drive to the rescue. I wanted to go help, to dive completely into the solution. I am darn sure that would not have been the path to my healing. But at the time I did not care. I want to help heal her.
I stopped and looked down at my choices, took the universes sound advice and swallowed the red pill.
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