I stumbled across an article about this stuff on Yahoo. I was stunned because for the past six years I've assumed there was just something wrong with me and that I was alone with it. I've kept this a secret...from everyone. I'm still not sure how in depth I want to go about the other world that I live in. I made an alias, my other name, and picked a random zip code for where I live. I can't describe in words how it feels to know I'm not the only one who is locked in my own mind. I don't have a bad life, I really don't. When my other life was created, though, I was in a really bad place. But even now, after I've gotten out of it, my other life continues. I don't know why I still go to live in my other life, or how to make it stop. I'm always so distracted and I feel like I can never concentrate. It's like instead of studying, cleaning, being productive in general, etc. I go away. Most of the time I can't stop it and no one understands why. I'm depressed and paranoid and I hate that I can't be honest with anyone. I wish I could confide in just one person. I wish I could tell one person everything about me and not be labeled a freak.
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