Anonymously. Guy 19 I read a post here from a girl who talked about virtual...

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Anonymously. Guy 19 I read a post here from a girl who talked about virtual addiction to her boyfriend. Then I decided to also share my story and take advice from you. When I was on the verge of breaking up with a real girl, I entered an anonymous dating chat. I met a girl there, Anya, 17 years old. We talked very well and I gave her my VK. She wrote to me from a completely blank page; it felt like she had just created it. Anya wrote to me and our conversation dragged on over time and grew into something more than just friendship. The girl sent her photos and we talked all night long. I was used to generally going to bed early, but with her I lost my routine and fell asleep only in the morning. The only thing is that we didn’t talk on the phone because her VK had access to calls and she didn’t know how to open it, or she just didn’t want to, she was very reserved and shy at first, and then I didn’t ask her for calls at all. One night, my Anyutka was so excited by my compliments and messages that she unexpectedly sent me her erotic photos. My mind was blown. Beautiful, slender, long-legged blonde, breasts and ass all on her. Like a woodpecker, I got overexcited and started mechanically kissing the phone screen with her photos, and then I worked very well with my right hand and came. We started communicating more and more often. I confessed my love to her and she reciprocated. I couldn’t live without her messages and photos for more than a minute. I realized that no matter how stupid it sounded, I was serious about her and this was a deep, real feeling. That same evening I broke up with my real girlfriend and after a month of communicating with Anya, I decided to come to her small town, which is located 1650 km from me. I was saving money for a new mobile phone, but since I wanted to surprise her, I spent it on flowers, a gift and, of course, on train travel to see her. She had no idea about my arrival, while I was on the train I was thinking about how she would meet me and what would happen next. As a result, when I arrived and wrote to her about it. That’s what she tells me. Sorry bro, my name is Dimas, I’m from St. Petersburg. At first, in the chat, I was joking, I thought, well, I’ll talk to the guy for fun, then somehow everything dragged on, it went so far, I was ashamed to say that I was a guy and not Anya. This information shocked me. I’m standing in an unknown small town with a bouquet and feeling like a complete idiot. I came home and closed in on myself. I don’t know how to proceed. I was overcome by terrible melancholy and depression, fell in love like a fool and lost my head. Soon I freaked out and wrote to my ex, whom I had recently dumped, she was obviously very happy that I wrote to her and made an appointment. We slept together, I was in a wild rage and fucked her like the last bitch, imagining my Anka and this whole fucking situation. The ex said that she had never had such hard sex with anyone and that she really liked it and she wanted to be with me again, I agreed and We’re supposedly meeting her again. A week later, IT wrote to me again O (Anyutka). Writes: Sashul, I really miss you, please forgive me for lying about Dima, I had no choice, you came so unexpectedly and spontaneously that I was not at all ready for the meeting. Ragged manicure, dirty head, etc., etc. I don’t even have anything to wear. Our first date wasn’t supposed to be like this. I need time. Go for a manicure, go to a spa salon, buy new clothes, underwear, get your hair done at a salon. I tell her, but you couldn’t tell me this before. She says: No, you couldn’t, you could say I love you too, let’s go out to the meeting. I had to say the first thing that came to mind. For the New Year, I invite you to celebrate with me. I love you Sash, forgive me if you can! But she doesn’t know that I now have another girlfriend. It’s fucked up what was happening to me at that second. I understand that I love Anka, but I don’t know if I can trust her, what if I come to her for the New Year and there will be another scam. Then, in general, my mental state will go to hell, especially on New Year’s. Anya immediately refuses to call on Skype, says either we trust each other or poke it. I’m most afraid of losing her...I already had withdrawal symptoms these two weeks without her communication. My girlfriend loves me very much, everything is fine with us, but when I sleep with her, eat, walk, I imagine Anka. I don’t know what to do, I don’t want to leave her, but I don’t dare deceive her either.....And I continue to communicate with Anka and write to her at night in the kitchen while my girlfriend sleeps and dreams.....Write advice, I’ll write to everyone PM if possible