Welcome to a blog of infinite wisdom and magical fun...Just kidding. I'm a gamer with a huge taste for adventure. If you'd heard of a genre of gaming, chances are I've played it. Nothing is foreign to me.
Some of my favorite games include anything Zelda or Mario related, Street Fighter III: Third Strike, Metal Gear Solid 3 and the Yakuza series. I'm an old school gamer at heart, but I do enjoy my PS3 and 360. Nintendo fanboy all the way, though.
I have some pretty strong opinions about the things in my life. Be it my friends, family or any kind of media, I often let my personal feelings get in the way of fair judgement. If I ever offend you, please let me know so that we may both grow together.
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While I can attribute gaming to a lot of positive growths in my life, there is a thought that has been lingering in my mind pretty recently; has gaming made me socially awkward? Due to a few recent arguments and events in my life, Iím beginning to wonder if my favorite hobby has taken a very negative effect on my life.
While I canít really remember a lot of significant moments from my elementary school life, I do remember that I socialized with some of the neighborhood kids. There was one kid that was a close friend, but I didnít really bond with anyone else in a meaningful way. When I didnít have anyone else, I turned to my NES.
This sort of attitude followed me through middle school. I made one fantastic friend and the other people were just there. I hung out with this kid a lot and we even introduced each other to some of our previous friends, but those relationships fell through and we went back to each other. When we couldnít find others, we would turn to our PS2ís.
High was the worst time for me as I couldnít figure out how to approach anyone. I certainly made some friends, but they led me down improper paths and set me up for suspensions and an eventual arrest. When I was at my saddest and contemplating death, I would turn to my PC or Xbox.
I canít help but think my utter pessimism and negativity are attributed to gaming. During all the periods in my life where I couldnít find someone to talk to, I would look to a television screen for entertainment. Friends were something that could wait because I had a world to save.
I wish I has this kind of place to seclude myself to.
Even college was no different. My first year was an utter mess. I never spoke to anyone but my roommate; I never left my room to participate in school functions; I was never invited by my dorm mates for any kind of festivities. During that period, I had my 360 to keep me occupied and out of sadness.
Gaming is a hobby I love to death, but is it possible that itís a way for me to deal with my own inner sadness? Did I always find more comfort in gaming because it wouldnít judge me? Did my lack of any kind of achievements in my youth keep me glued to the TV? Was saving a fictional world my way of validating myself?
Now, being 23, I have no idea how to approach people anymore. I donít have opportunities to meet anyone at class as Iím no longer a student. Work is a waste because everyone is far too young to relate to. The few friends that I do have there, Iím petrified to actually hang out with.
The biggest problem to me, though, is my inability to relate to women. Iím not sure if itís because my only source of knowledge on the opposite sex is from watching character study films and playing games, but I really havenít the slightest clue on how to properly appeal to females.
To date, Iíve only ever asked three women if theyíd like to go out with me. Iíd never had the courage other than with some friends, but my relationships immediately dissolved when I brought my feelings forward.
This is how it always ends...
I used to have a pretty decent group of friends, but some problems occurred to me and I severed myself from them. While that is mostly my own fault, I really have no way to connect with them again. I feel ashamed of how I represented myself to them and I donít want them to judge me as an outsider.
In the past year of my life, itíd be foolish of me to say that I havenít met anyone. Iíve been to various bars and clubs and Iíve met quite the eclectic bunch of people while working, but there isnít a single other person to whom Iíve spoken my mind. My conversations consist of asking someone if they want paper or plastic or talking about which drink Iíd like.
This blog isnít meant to be a plea for attention, but just something I want to address. While we certainly all love gaming, there is a point where enough to enough. I believe Iíve finally reached that limit and now my life is suffering for it.
I suppose I do have my health and I am employed in an economy that most people would call ďdesperate,Ē but lacking other minds to mingle with is a problem Iíve constantly faced throughout my life. I wouldnít wish this upon anyone else and I hope that any teenagers reading this take the time to really connect with their peers.
I may not be able to turn myself around, but hopefully getting these thoughts out of my head will help people change. Donít look down on the social pariahs or the awkward people at work; everyone just wants a hand to hold or a heart to meld with.