It was in that moment I realized how big of a mistake it would be if I stole this poor girl away from her family and destroyed her life by turning her into me. Shortly after she returned home, we broke up. She started seeing someone else back at home and I continued living in Los Angeles, feeding the machine.
I think I was driving home from set when I received the phone call.
It's the second-most dreaded phone call a performer can receive: t he call from Mom and Dad after they've discovered your Internet alter-ego.