It’s really difficult to hear my self say it. And even after finally being able to admit it, still, sharing it is a big challenge. But I feel that for my sake and for those who care for me, I need to come out clean. Hopefully, I can start from here.
At first, I wasn’t interested in trying it. But I did it, anyways. Why? I wasn’t exactly sure myself. Could it be boredom? Curiosity? Maybe I wanted to experiment? Or perhaps, I needed to prove something?
I don’t quite remember how it all started. But I remember it was early this year before my birthday when I first had a taste of it. I remember well the feeling of that first time - so exquisite to the taste. It leaves a sweet lingering feeling that makes you want for more.
The first try was definitely not the last. I found myself on it day and night. I was on it when I should be studying, working, eating, resting. I was on it whether I was happy or sad. In fact, I didn’t seem to feel the hunger, sleepiness, tiredness, even loneliness once I get on it. Being aware of my gradual change, one time I asked myself if I was getting addicted to it. But I heard myself replied:
There you go – denial – my first sign of addiction!
This addiction led me to meet a lot of people – some good, some bad,and mostly weird. I started hanging out with these new friends from different background whom I later realized were in the same boat as myself – ADDICTS! I was having fun with them! I was happy though sleepless. And though happy, still, I wasn’t contented. I felt it's something I couldn't live without.
But finally, somewhere somehow, I was able to gather strength to overcome this addiction. I struggled. I struggled hard. I didn’t want to miss it, yet I didn’t want to lose myself in it either. That’s exactly the reason why I decided to confess. For I believe that the first step to remission is self-admission. So I told myself I will not fear. I will not be embarrassed. I can no longer deny it. Now more than ever, I am determined to face it, to win over it, and to acknowledge it.
Yes, it’s true. My name is Ohnie. I am an EC (English Club) ADDICT! And this is my story.
P. S.
As part of the recovery process, I came up with this difficult decision - to cut down the hours I spend online in the English Club from 20 hours to 5 hours a day...starting next year! (^_*)
To all my EC addict friends, you guys know who you are, come on, admit it! (' ",)
Comments
hehehe.wish i bacome an addicted like u so that i can learn some thing ;-)
Ate Ohnie..You are really funny..I kept laughing all through out while reading your 'confession'...Love it!
Don't forget to take medicine to down the addiction. :))
-Lamegogo-
Yes, I'm an addict too, but not to a particular site. I think I'm an addict of the computer ! Namely in MyEC you go more than the other sites, yes, but it's all the rest, which keeps me attached to my computer! MyEC was originally a place for me to discuss and at the same time learn to write better English. Later MyEC has become for me a place where you can, at least in the virtual world, make friends with people who really have a lot to offer, in addition to a simple English written. In MyEC there are contacts that have really great personalities. This I know by their blogs and the way they set up their pages. So I can't say I'm on MyEC only to improve my English! Well, I can't understand if I listen to an English radio program, or if I watch a English film I can't understand everything the actors say, but I can , when I just read an English written. Here this is my English: writing and reading, for me who I am always in Italy. But when I'm at computer I can tell you that sometimes I let myself be carried away by fantasy, wandering with my mind out of my common place, especially thanks to MyEC, where you can share with people of different costumes... But to do this you need at least to know to read and write English, which is the most familiar language to all...
Yes, I like this I feel like a drug addict, oh my God! Let me say that I'm just an addict of the computer!
_vindos_