Some People have Real Problems......

I can honestly say, that despite my lack of ambition and a rickety but fair upbringing, I have come out relatively unscathed. Thank the Lord for a great Daddy. (love ya The Tache)
I don’t have a furry notion of what I want to do with my life but in saying that, I tend to be a contented drifter. My mind is never void of thought. Some people are those who need to be kept busy, teetering from one thing to the next, always looking for something to occupy their minds as well as their life.
Now obviously, my small internet addiction is akin to looking for something to occupy my mind but moreso it’s a way of connecting with people and expressing myself.
Through recent events on this very site, I wonder if everyone that logs on here is perhaps seeking some form of escapism. Obviously we all have different reasons but from my observation, I see that some are here to meet the potential love of their life. Some are here merely to pass a few idle hours, chatting as they see fit. Others are here for more sinister reasons of which I am about to expand upon.
I have encountered so many diverse personalities that I am absolutely awestruck by the many different levels the human mind works on. Psychology never ceases to amaze me. I have always been a people watcher, or even online I pay attention to a persons use of language, their terminology, how they react to different topics. I like to see the mechanics and interact, debate, discuss. Then you encounter a person who’s mechanics work on an entirely different operating system. Cogs that turn to power a malicious intent. A type of individual, that I can safely say, I have never encountered before, in real life or online.
I am bringing this all up, as my previous naivety was slapped right out of me by the most surreal event of my internet life to date! I can honestly say, that I got repeatedly kicked in the WoHa with a steel toe-cap.
I wasn’t going to write about this, as I thought it would just be giving into online terrorism(yes, I am exaggerating. I’m Irish, we do this)! But I feel that there should be more awareness and vigilance.
The craziness of which I am referring to at first made me laugh, like I haven’t laughed in years but quickly soured when I saw what happens when the seed of doubt is planted. A person, of who’s identity I am unaware of, stole my picture, created a profile with same username but with an added T and began to harass some of my friends and a completely innocent party that then began to become convinced that I was the brainchild of this lunacy. It was at first very funny. I joked about it being my evil twin, I even went as far to show my Dad who just remarked that he had a few lovechildren up the country that were out for revenge. Then a person who was as much a victim in this as I was, became convinced that I was nasty and malicious enough to do this. I don’t really blame them, as to be fair, this internet crazy hijacked my online identity. But it really shook me to the core, how pathetic an individual could be, how pedantic and hate-filled a complete stranger could become.
I even felt a few of my very good friends from here shied away from me, as to not become a target of whomever this loony tune was.
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