I Love the Experience Project
So I figured since EP is the reason I am here, I owed this group a story.
I loved the Experience Project. I truly did. For a long time anyway.
It seems to me that the perfect group of people all hit a low point in their lives at the same time as me and a universal stroke of luck brought us all together. It gave us exactly what we needed: anonymous friendship and counsel. That of course turned into friendship and more and really became the world I wanted to live in, while the real world moved on around me.
I knew that was a sad fact. Because for myself and others, it became a haven from the world we knew. The world we needed to face eventually but how? How to leave when EP was the loving familiar? I actually was envious of those that left. The ones that had the balls to leave us behind. Often I was upset that it happened without proper goodbyes, but I also knew we were EP junkies and would probably try and hold them in our hell. So it was good for them to go cold turkey.
In no way am I saying EP was bad. I think we all got a bit of help from it. We definitely found self worth. Something I know I was lacking at the time.
But all good things come to an end. By the time EP closed shop it had changed to a less fun style, the people were changing too and it made me love it less and focus on the real world. But maybe that was the design. Get us friends, get us connections, then force us to be free again. We had to learn to fly solo sometime.
I loved the Experience Project. I truly did. For a long time anyway.
It seems to me that the perfect group of people all hit a low point in their lives at the same time as me and a universal stroke of luck brought us all together. It gave us exactly what we needed: anonymous friendship and counsel. That of course turned into friendship and more and really became the world I wanted to live in, while the real world moved on around me.
I knew that was a sad fact. Because for myself and others, it became a haven from the world we knew. The world we needed to face eventually but how? How to leave when EP was the loving familiar? I actually was envious of those that left. The ones that had the balls to leave us behind. Often I was upset that it happened without proper goodbyes, but I also knew we were EP junkies and would probably try and hold them in our hell. So it was good for them to go cold turkey.
In no way am I saying EP was bad. I think we all got a bit of help from it. We definitely found self worth. Something I know I was lacking at the time.
But all good things come to an end. By the time EP closed shop it had changed to a less fun style, the people were changing too and it made me love it less and focus on the real world. But maybe that was the design. Get us friends, get us connections, then force us to be free again. We had to learn to fly solo sometime.
