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I met all sorts of people, from all over the world, older and younger, and each seemingly as desperate for a true connection as I. Should I be blaming my mother, or my – mostly absent – father for feeling that something was eternally missing? I was born to a woman that didn't much want children, and who fell foul to postnatal depression a good couple of decades before the term was even coined.And for a while at least, it all felt harmless and innocent, and fun. My father leaving didn't help, and for the first six months of my life I was placed with a notional "auntie", a family friend who became my surrogate mother throughout my childhood.Even my sleeping patterns depended on who was logging on in time zones around the world.Those three years in cyber world were surreal and I met a lot of people who lived in the same fantasy land as I did. Researchers at the University of New Brunswick found that people actually have varied ideas of what activities fit into the term cybersex., a new documentary from Canadian team Melanie Wood and Nick Orchard, explores the rising rates of internet sex addiction in Canada.A late arrival into the world of social media, I nevertheless embraced it as a kind of escape.

I told no one, immersed and isolated in my secret life. In moments of fleeting clarity, I wanted to understand what was happening to me. Was it just my marriage problems, or was there something deeper causing me to behave that way?

Dana was 19, an aspiring veterinarian, and everyone told her she looked like Britney Spears.

We met in an AOL chatroom in the “Friends” category, bonding over a shared interest in baseball and the inspiration for his screenname; I’d impressed him by referencing the lyrics to “Don’t Eat the Yellow Snow.” Every day (except Monday and Wednesday, when I had Hebrew school), between pm and pm, I’d grab the Compaq laptop from my parents’ room, zip past my babysitter watching General Hospital, and log onto AOL to see if Frank Zappy was on my buddy list.

A mystery illness had left me housebound, so the Internet seemed a good idea to pass my time.

It started off as some harmless on-line flirting, but soon escalated into cyber romances and of course, cyber sex.