Sunday, July 23, 2006
I don't do this anymore, but back when I used AOL, in elementary school, I guess, I used to talk to random strangers. I remember one person I used to "chat" with, who started out normal, but would start telling me all these things about how much his life sucked. I don't remember most of the specifics, but it kept escalating, until eventually, he said his teacher "raped" him, by putting her hand down his pants. My response was something like "psh, sure, whatever dude." He'd been telling me all these terrible life events that seemed to be hitting him one after another, and this was the final straw. I then proceeded to tell him I didn't buy it. I still think about this now, and I regret it to this day. Some nights, I can't sleep, because I can't stop thinking about it. I should have said something different, like "What school do you go to?" Oh well.
Posted by David (Wm.) Murray at 5:40 AM