Amnesia Update: I'm the biggest pussy ever

Ok, so here's the deal.

I've been intending to play this goddamn game with the intention of completing it. With the intention of facing my fears, taking them head on, and becoming a hardened bad ass in the process.

Sounds like an amazing goal right? There's just one problem: I am the biggest pussy ever.

This game terrifies me. I tried playing it drunk one night to try and calm my nerves and be numb to the anxious, creeping horror. It didn't work - I explored two new rooms in pitch black darkness and got uneasy with the sounds of footsteps creaking all around me. It was too much. I haven't even seen my first monster yet.

I know I've built it up in my head too much at this point. My imagination is getting the best of me - it always has. I keep reading how amazing this game is, and having conversations like this:



I started this blog in an attempt to keep me on track and fuel me with the encouragement of the Dtoid community... And I will keep to my ultimate goal of completing this game, even if it KILLS ME. My biggest issue right now is after the latest Steam sale, I have dozens of new games to distract me. This is usually how my thought process goes:



Hopefully this entire pansy experience will make my eventual victory that much sweeter, that much more empowering. But dammit, it might take me years to pull it off. I am not exaggerating. The fun part will be looking back on this blog and seeing how far I've come and how many wide-eyed, high-pitched screaming experiences I had to endure to survive.

I know I am being the biggest wuss ever. But I know I'm not the only one! And we must unite! We will overcome this fucking game!



... what the hell have I gotten myself into?