I'm not sure why I am so sad about the whole OD thing. I haven't wrote in a good year at least, but I went there often and read the slim list of people that still wrote. I started that diary at 16. Crazy how life changes. Here I am at 28 and life is good. Still unwed and no children but I always figured I would have a late start.
I should take back the sad thing. I knew it was gonna happen, its just that so many friendships started there. I had the best "online" friends. The guys always gave the best advice when it came to the frequent douche bags that somehow entered my life and there was always a female that could relate. Reading so much about another person's life really puts it on another level of knowing them. I often wonder about that people that left and never wrote again. I loved the variety of people that I came across. Being sheltered in southern Alabama, it sure gave me a different view of how people lived. I've had young and old, married and single, sex stories and birth stories. I've read people that loved prisoners and people that loved role playing as prisoners. I came across people that could be my best friends and real life, and possibly fell in love too. I hope this place can be what that place once was. I miss what that used to be.
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