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I met all sorts of people, from all over the world, older and younger, and each seemingly as desperate for a true connection as I. Should I be blaming my mother, or my – mostly absent – father for feeling that something was eternally missing? I was born to a woman that didn't much want children, and who fell foul to postnatal depression a good couple of decades before the term was even coined.
Recently, I discovered that my husband has been using adult chat rooms online and seems to have been communicating in sexually explicit ways with other people.I agree the teens rooms have a lot of filth in them and not just by adults preying on children. restricted internet access is better then nothing at all plus it will keep them from coming into contact with harmful chatters.I have seen discusting ads from 13 year olds asking for sex and other perversions!! Close the teen rooms or monitor them is the best thing, hosts have a way of knowing who is legit or not and can clean up the filth the kids spew in the rooms too. Parents, when are we going to step up to the plate and take action? I applaud Microsoft for their efforts to protect kids from pedophiles, child molestors and online predators.I was a latecomer to counselling, having previously considered therapy a largely American pursuit. By the time I reached that landmark age, without children and in a marriage that was beginning to lose its fairytale glow, my daily life was beginning to feel not unlike a soap opera. And I did, pretty much, and I was perfectly fine - until suddenly I wasn't.Submitted by De Anna Hall (Facebook) I got this message one day from a boy who I went to school with, and he was like, "There's a chick down here on Tinder and Instagram that is using your photos and a few of my footy mates said they've been tuning her." I tried to search her but I was blocked and so were my two best friends and my family so I had to get a person from work to look her up.
Anyway — ended up getting a heap of people to report her so then I thought she was gone.
A late arrival into the world of social media, I nevertheless embraced it as a kind of escape.
While my husband spent most evenings catching up on the horse racing he'd recorded over the weekend, I began perusing chatrooms – not in pursuit of cybersex necessarily, but initially more for harmless flirtation, a little virtual attention.
When I challenged him, he was embarrassed and then defensive saying it was just harmless flirting and that he had not gone over any line.
I still feel really unhappy about what he has done.
Soon, I was spending hours in the parallel universe of cyberspace, often through wonderfully wide-awake nights, uninhibited in a way I never could be in reality.