Usually I keep my blogs strictly about anxiety, since this why I'm on here, but I feel like this plays into that. I don't know how many of you are familiar with Second Life, but it's a virtual world..a virtual reality. The reason I bring it up, is that if you're like me and rarely get out anymore, it gives you a chance to feel like you're living again. At first I wasn't sure what to think of it, but I'll be honest, I've gotten pretty drawn into it. I love it. It's honestly what it says it is. It'sa virtual world. You meet people(avatars) and there's countless things you can do for entertainment. There's the option of voice if you want, so really it's just a nice social outlet. I never thought I'd be one of those people who takes it seriously, but it makes me happy so I figure so what? Who's gonna judge me, my friends? I don't have any real life friends anymore so no problem there. One thing I really enjoy about it is that it's people liking other people simply based on personality. (as it should be.) We're all avatars on there..so no one is being judged on appearance, and no one is being judged on religion. It's just people with compatible personalities finding each other and having friendship. I have friends on there who in real life I probably wouldn't have pursued as friends, just based on the fact that our background are so different. But on there you know none of that at first. That's the beauty of it. It's what is left when you strip away all the things that the world focuses so much on..like weight, and beauty, and religion, race, etc. What you have left is just people, and I've found some friendships on there that I consider to be very real. We're real people behind the avatars. We're real people enjoying conversation and each other's company. I have a lot of issues in my real life. I'm not happy in it, but when I zone out and log into Second Life I am happy. I'm able to forget everything that 's bothering me for awhile and just have fun. Just laugh and not feel guilty about feeling happy. My real personality really comes out on there. I'm relaxed because there isn't any pressure. I'm sure it's not everyone's cup of tea, but it's worth looking in to. And it's free. You can pay if you want more things on there, but I never have and I've always still had fun. Thought I'd let everyone know about it. And if you do make one you should let me know, and I'll be your tour guide on there :p
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