Confessions of an Online Junkie

The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Though, as you'll see, none of us were innocent.
I was part of an online community that went rogue, real world, known by your face and not just your handle.
I’d like to say I dated a few men. That would be a lie.
From the motorcycle riding cutie with the washboard abs, to the strip poker game that ended up being a night permanently burned in my brain.
I dated them all and more--a couple of them suggested there should be an anonymous group to get over me.
They were all a lesson I needed to learn or at least a step toward the one I belong with.
Nobody ever said that following your heart wouldn’t take you through an obstacle course of men before you discover and could appreciate that maybe “The One" had been there all along. That the love of my life could accept everything I’d done and where it had taken me?
The fact is, he had a plan all along.
All he wanted was me.
My only goal was to have fun. I lived for the excitement and adventure. I experienced everything and everyone. It was all my journey that lead me to where I belong.
This is where my confessions begin…