I Need A Twelve Step Program

I have just entered the seven circles of hell. Too extreme? Maybe crack den would be a more accurate description, because I definitely feel like a fiend. I crave it like nicotine. It keeps me up all nite. I can't sleep. I can't eat. Well let me not lie. I can still eat, but it's a hurried activity, their is no joy in it like before. I've neglected friends and family all to satisfy my addiction. So what am I addicted to you wonder? I'm almost too ashamed to say, but it's.... Twitter. I am constantly posting updates and reading updates and refreshing my page so I won't miss anything new. When I get on my laptop it's the first site I go to and the last site I check before I turn the computer off. And my question to myself is "when did your life become so sad that the random and sometimes mundane activities of your friends has your complete attention?" Why do I need to know that B fell off the treadmill, or Jay is drinking a Naked Juice, or Honey just watched Mahogany. I don't know, but I guess anythings better than watching "For The Love of Ray J". I guess Twitter allows people to remain connected, especially for those friends who live far from each other. Maybe me knowing that Jay is drinking juice keeps us connected, and this leads me to a question. Has cyber connections replaced real ones? Or are cyber connection real connections? I tend to lean to side of cyber connections being real connections. You're a real person, the person you're connecting with is real, real conversations, just the communication medium has changed. So whats so wrong with staying connected with others. Look at me...like a complete addict. I've just rationalized my Twitter addiction into just a simple desire to stay connected with my friends. I need a Twelve Step program, for real. Isn't admitting you have a problem the first step? Well here goes.... My name is Daniealle...And I'm a Twitter-holic!