@Roberta,
I think the anonimity invests in us, a license to let our real feelings be spoke. Except for my wife, I rarely expose myself in the real world as much as I do here. My political feelings can be freely shared without concerns that I will hurt someones feelings. Several others here seem to follow the same rules, " anonymity breeds fearless opinions".
Having said that, Im most concerned that I would feel most uncomfortable in then mixing personal contact with many of the acquaintances Ive made here on A2K. I cant consider the acquaintances as friendships because a friendship must be earned and friendship carries a solemn duty that the friend stand beside us even when were wrong. A2K carries no such warrants or certs. I recieved a PM from som newbie the other day and he or she wanted to be my"friend". I was a little saddened at what appeared to be a nearly vulgar request (to me anyway). I have only 3 good friends and one is my wife, the other is my son, and the third is a "buddy" who Helps me pull my tractor our of the muck when I do something really stupid, and he will shoot his whole saturday to help me regain some credibility by removing my tractor from the swamp where it is seen by upwards of fifty farmers or AMish who drive by the area each day and carry the tale that " Well he did it again, the dum ****". My buddy , who is a biological researcher and whom Ive known since grad school,will help me and then make up lies that I wasnt stupid at all but was trying to help free a cow that was stuck in the swamp. We stick together like that.
BUT, back to A2K, Its a nice place to meet-up and exchange deep virtual thoughts that we used to share with only one or two tight friends. Just like any kid on facebook, we give up some degree of that closeness for frequent communication and sensory input.
"Friend" is a word thats been corrupted by the medium. It means a whole lot more to me than it does to the purveyors of these "social media".
HOWEVER, having said all that, I wish Id had the chance to meet up with Dys in real life. But, if wishes were camels, wed all be Tuaregs