I love the internet. If it wasn't for the anonymity, I don't think I would have an outlet for my particular needs and interests--mostly involving the blurring of gender in some way.

I make fake images with photoshop. Sometimes I morph the faces of male volunteers on to some sexy female celeb's body. Sometimes I'll give a female celeb a cock. And occasionally I'll take my own face and morph it onto the celebs who I'd love to be.

I also love to roleplay. I prefer playing cute, young female celebs in a submissive role.

Without the internet, I don't think I'd ever have discovered these things about myself.

On the downside, sometimes people can demand too much. I don't have a whole lot of time. Making morphs or doing roleplay take up a lot of time. Time that I have to scrounge for. And so I find myself torn between trying to please everyone and trying to give myself permission to enjoy what I need first. It's self-imposed angst. Mix that with a healthy dose of guilt and you've got, well, me in a nutshell.