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Love and WikimediaShort versionGirl editor meets boy editor, girl falls in love with boy, and they live nerdily ever after.
Long versionI first discovered Wikipedia sometime in 2003, as a
Grade 9 student, but it wasn't until 2005 that I decided to contribute to the project that had helped me with so many school assignments. I began editing Wikipedia on June 2005. Although it was tough at first, I gradually learned the ins and outs of editing.
One of the first users I remember noticing was one by the name of Pathoschild. I noted (happily) that he was Canadian. Although he had begun seriously editing roughly three months after me, he seemed to be so much better at it. I was mildly jealous, and wished I was as quick a learner as he.
Sometime in October of that year, I discovered the Wikimedia IRC channels. Of interest to me was the countervandalism channel which had just been set up. Pathoschild had discovered it too; we both began hanging out in #wikipedia-en-vandalism (now #vandalism-en-wp). As with editing, Pathoschild easily mastered IRC.
One of the first things I noticed was that he was very helpful and polite. We have both forgotten what our first words were to each other, but he says that he asked a question and I gave him a polite answer. Much to my surprise, I was recruited to be a staff member for the channel. Pathoschild was as well, which did not surprise me.
As the months wore on, we became friendlier towards each other. Pathoschild had begun editing Wikisource as well, and the day he nominated himself for adminship, I followed him there. On my first day of editing Wikisource, I cleared the category of texts needing to be split up. Pathoschild was very helpful, answering all my questions and never criticizing me for making mistakes. For my efforts, he gave me a "Golden O_O award".
Sadly, we both became more and more depressed as the year progressed. I had noticed a change in his mood, but I was too scared to say anything. He had completely lost interest in his college program, and I had stopped caring about everything. I would talk to him during my free time at school, and when I felt overwhelmed at home. Later, he told me that I was a "friendly glimmer in my otherwise bleak worldview, a welcome solace to pressing loneliness".
In July, I went away to attend a French immersion program. Without regular Internet access, my editing and IRC time were severely diminished. I found myself thinking more and more about Pathoschild. At first I was confused: Why was I thinking so much about someone I didn't even know in real life? Eventually, I realized that if I missed him so much, I must have feelings for him.
On the rare occasion that I could get online, I tried giving him hints. Even when I had kissed him goodbye, he didn’t associate my hints with my feelings. I thought he was rather thick.
When the immersion program was over, I returned home. I decided I would make more of an effort to get to know him. It was about a month after I had returned that I managed to tell him that I liked him. I was nervous, scared, and afraid that he would reject me. I was ecstatic to learn he liked me too, although probably not the same way I liked him.
Shortly afterwards, I was given access to OTRS. Since Pathoschild had been an OTRS agent for some time, I turned to him for help. As always, he patiently answered my questions, gave me advice, and encouraged me. Ironically, it took spending time together online outside of Wikimedia for us to fall in love. Nevertheless, it probably would not have happened if we had not gotten to know each other as editors.
At the end of the year, the steward elections were announced. Pathoschild decided he would run; I thought he was perfect for the job. I was flattered when he told me I should run too, but I didn’t think I had much to offer. I wasn’t multilingual, I wasn’t a regular on Meta, and I certainly wasn’t as talented and editor as he. After some coaxing, he convinced me to run. In the end, we both became stewards.
In my school life, I was having a very hard time. Unbeknownst to me, I was suffering from depression. I hid it from Pathoschild at first, but eventually I summoned up the courage to tell him what was happening. I was sure he would reject me. He didn’t.
As my depression worsened, I began doing badly in school. I was convinced I was stupid, and that I did not belong in university. I would insist that I was dumb, fat, ugly, and worthless. Every time I did, Pathoschild would tell me that I was not, and that he loved me no matter what I looked like.
It was a long time before I sought help, and even longer before I was diagnosed. Once that happened, though, things became much better. I can honestly say that I couldn’t have done it without him.
We met on August 18, 2007. Everything went wonderfully. Meeting your love on an online encyclopedia is unusual, to say the least, but I couldn’t be happier.
Although we edit a lot less nowadays, many a nerdy romantic evening is spent clearing steward backlogs, discussing copyright, and looking forward to attending Wikimania together.
If we ever get married, all Wikimedians are invited.
Shanel 21:13, 2 September 2007 (UTC)
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