Oh really? I've not heard of a long-distance relationship? Please. They have a basis in reality initially, and thus have a physical connection -- even if later, the couple seperates because of work, school, etc, becoming "long distance." Most long distance relationships begin in real life, and have that real physical connection, then are later turned into what they are.
You said most, which means that you concede to the notion that, say, pen pals can enter into a long distance relationship.

If you're sick of people thinking you're playing around with your internet relationship you better get counselling, because while the notion has slowly begun to reverse, it is a common taboo to "date" someone over the internet, or indeed even to meet people that way. So, you're going to have to deal with the societal reprecussions of carrying out such a relationship, whether you like it or not. You chose this sort of thing, now deal with it.
Actually, my problem is more with people like you. No one I've talked to about her in real life has acted the way you have. And I mean literally no one. One said, "Really? Online?" That was probably the closest to your shit that anybody pulled. Societal nothing. I suppose you could call them anti-societal repurcussions, or virtual, or "online".

You might have a relationship with Anne, which is very nice for the both of you, but without some form of real-life basis for either of you, it becomes little more than a game, or sport, and some point or another. Perhaps you don't think so now, but if the two of you are only able to continue it via online, it will eventually stagnate, and break apart. As well as you know someone's online persona -- even if it is the real them -- you never really know someone until you interact with them in life.
And here's where you crossed the line. A game? I don't think so. How do you know anything about me, or Anne? I mean, really? Did you know that in June, she's coming up to see me again? Did you know that I'm moving to Portland for her? You know shit.

I never said your relationship wasn't real, but it's not quite what you'd like it to be. Not yet, anyway.
No, it isn't. Did I say it was? It's the same as any flowering relationship. Because it's just that. Flowering. Growing. Changing with every moment, and every action, and every word said, and every asshole who thinks we shouldn't be together.


My brain has been swiss cheesed like Scott Bakula's on Quantum Leap