The past few weeks have pulled me into very trying situations. The things I value about Second Life have been challenged. The second life I’ve lived is laid out on a cold examination table. I’ve felt my entire identity under stress. A friend of mine has the following ominous comment in her profile:
“The trust of the innocent is the liar’s most useful tool.” ~~Stephen King
I’ve found myself in a cycle of trust and mistrust. I’ve found myself piecing together a puzzle. Many parts are missing and I know it will never be complete, but I’ve learned to trust my point of view. I’ve relearned the power of a very simple idea:
“Don’t invalidate the power of your own observations.” ~~Unknown
Considering that Second Life is a “game”, it’s hard to acknowledge the emotional toll it can take on you. And when you are in the middle of those emotions, it’s hard to see closure. But it is possible to find closure, even here. Some leave SL forever, some become cynical, some learn life lessons and continue on.
In all that has gone one, I’ve been surprised at the strength I’ve found within myself. I’ve realize that I can find the things I want in SL. I am happy with the person I am. I like the roles I’ve chosen to live. And the call of the open road is strong in my spirit again.