Group Hug is to me what comfort food is to most others. When I’m feeling lousy (an increasingly common emotion) I go to Group Hug and remember that other people have screwed their lives up far, far worse. I haven’t cheated in relationships. I don’t cut myself. I haven’t fallen in love with past or present bosses.
Many scenarios painted there are fake, but I have had trouble distinguishing between the site’s truth and fiction. It doesn’t matter. Even if the site were 100% lies, it would be a digital soap opera, one that I can appreciate, one that still has its roots firmly planted in feasibility. Television soaps long ago gave up on recycled reality and have since found suspension of disbelief to be an acceptable crutch. For a good time, I recommend reading weekly soap opera summaries found in many newspapers.
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