I find your personal story fascinating and poignant, but the virtual/real part just makes me go "What?" No offense intended. I'm an old guy who wrote about media, film, music and politics for newspapers and magazines for decades. I only live in the real world. I asked no question of JW that was any more challenging than questions I've asked dozens or writers, musicians and artists or that could be triangulated into something that could pinpoint her or reveal her. I don't want that information and I didn't ask for it. I just have so much journalistic skepticism ingrained in me now that I can't help wondering where this writer's sometimes erosive, depressive ideas come from and why. What I can see of her in her essays and the virtual world she inhabits just doesn't add up.