Curious analogy...
In all seriousness.
Like chronic masturbation. If you want the full story, go read the cDc TxT on it. It's just like being addicted to pornography. It's there, and it's so real. Before you know it, it can consume you, and it can eat you. You think that it's enough, and you don't go looking for anything more. Before you know it, you have models as friends, 18year old girls on the internet, who you know nothing of outside of your fantasies and dreams. Nothing outside of a photoshoot, nothing real. Before you know it, you have friends you never met, who will always be there for you. In that regard, fantasies of real people get worse and worse. You can no longer achieve that mental release in conjunction with the physical one, when you dream of those in your life that you so desire. Before long, your pent-up exhaustion turns to anger, and the fantasies related to your self-stimulation get worse and worse. You start thinking about things you really shouldn't, and you lose respect for people. You can't look at those people the same way anymore, because they are just objects used to represent something more. You get home and you strive for the release, you strive for the mental release. The mental satisfaction delivered only after sex. You can't find it and things get worse and worse. Before long, you are all alone with your fantasies, because nothing can compare.
In that notion, saying that troubled kids are glad to have a place to post what they'd like to do to this Cheryl character is like saying it's a good thing they can get it out in the open. In some respects, yes, it's good that they can talk about it. But it's downright unhealthy to say that they should continue to share their inner thoughts, developing them with others. Before long, we may have more than frustrated young adults on our hands.
And no, my earlier years were not very pretty. I feel it wrong for you to say I do not know where they are coming from.
