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(the following is all true)
I have been through hell with health problems and depression problems in the past, I used to seek medical help for one reason or another and sadly don't feel I have had the best of lifes...
... I turned against humans at an early age because I felt for one reason or another there was always something wrong with everyone, I didn't like many people and realised just how many people put on fronts and pretended in one way or another.
With this turn at an early age I searched for a way out of the world which was horrible, I searched for a way out of the manic and terrible day-to-day crapulence....
When I was a mere two years old I picked up a Nintendo Entertainment System controller and began to run along the screen with Mario, still not knowing how to jump I remember running into the goompah on the first level several times before looking properly at the pad to find two more buttons on the right.
I didn't know at that age that I had found my way out, I had found my sanctuary.
At the age of about four to six years old I played more and more (normally when I began to think too much and not like the people around me). When the console turned on, the outside world become non-existant and I felt happy and was with something I could control, I was with the game.
And so it carried on, many events took place in my life which I never want to go through again, but somehow the Super Nintendo Entertainment System was always going to help me get out of the depression and it would never turn up late or miss a date with some poor excuse, it was always there, on my bedroom table. It became my greatest companion, I actually began to use it to help my problems, it was something I could turn to, then turn on, then play without having to worry about it dying.
At the age of eleven I began to realise that there was another everyday object that I used as a way out, it was my computer. It served me for being creative and helping me when I had no new games to play, it also became something that has helped me through many ruff patches.
Gaming for me is like my exit, its my way out on all things that are wrong with the world, its more realiable than any human has ever been to me and that why I consider games to be my lifeline.
I still play games as a way out, the last game I really enjoyed as an exit on the real world was Conkers Bad Fur Day. When I walked into the bedroom and turned on the console and held the pad, it felt like bliss, I had no worries and was going to enjoy something that day. In the future, I suppose gaming will become more of a life for me, I hope to make a bit of money from games and still continue to use them as my way out.
Yes I have friends. Yes I have family. And Yes I have games.
Thanks
er-no
I have been through hell with health problems and depression problems in the past, I used to seek medical help for one reason or another and sadly don't feel I have had the best of lifes...
... I turned against humans at an early age because I felt for one reason or another there was always something wrong with everyone, I didn't like many people and realised just how many people put on fronts and pretended in one way or another.
With this turn at an early age I searched for a way out of the world which was horrible, I searched for a way out of the manic and terrible day-to-day crapulence....
When I was a mere two years old I picked up a Nintendo Entertainment System controller and began to run along the screen with Mario, still not knowing how to jump I remember running into the goompah on the first level several times before looking properly at the pad to find two more buttons on the right.
I didn't know at that age that I had found my way out, I had found my sanctuary.
At the age of about four to six years old I played more and more (normally when I began to think too much and not like the people around me). When the console turned on, the outside world become non-existant and I felt happy and was with something I could control, I was with the game.
And so it carried on, many events took place in my life which I never want to go through again, but somehow the Super Nintendo Entertainment System was always going to help me get out of the depression and it would never turn up late or miss a date with some poor excuse, it was always there, on my bedroom table. It became my greatest companion, I actually began to use it to help my problems, it was something I could turn to, then turn on, then play without having to worry about it dying.
At the age of eleven I began to realise that there was another everyday object that I used as a way out, it was my computer. It served me for being creative and helping me when I had no new games to play, it also became something that has helped me through many ruff patches.
Gaming for me is like my exit, its my way out on all things that are wrong with the world, its more realiable than any human has ever been to me and that why I consider games to be my lifeline.
I still play games as a way out, the last game I really enjoyed as an exit on the real world was Conkers Bad Fur Day. When I walked into the bedroom and turned on the console and held the pad, it felt like bliss, I had no worries and was going to enjoy something that day. In the future, I suppose gaming will become more of a life for me, I hope to make a bit of money from games and still continue to use them as my way out.
Yes I have friends. Yes I have family. And Yes I have games.
Thanks
er-no
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That was *sniff* beautiful er-no.
Oh, BTW I'll give you back your bullet once the doctors remove it from my kidney ;-)
Oh, BTW I'll give you back your bullet once the doctors remove it from my kidney ;-)
Notorious Biggles wrote:
> Good. I feel pretty much the same.
What? Feel the same as in the original topic or another comment?
> Good. I feel pretty much the same.
What? Feel the same as in the original topic or another comment?
Good. I feel pretty much the same.
Sniper wrote:
> n1 although i couldn't get myself to read all of it through my eyes
> slowly falling this is a good example of the good ol' SR days.
Grix said earlier we needed a old forum topic, I used my inner emotions and thoughts and slowly typed this one.
Try and read it Sniper.
> n1 although i couldn't get myself to read all of it through my eyes
> slowly falling this is a good example of the good ol' SR days.
Grix said earlier we needed a old forum topic, I used my inner emotions and thoughts and slowly typed this one.
Try and read it Sniper.
n1 although i couldn't get myself to read all of it through my eyes slowly falling this is a good example of the good ol' SR days.
Thanks Grix, someone who understands how I feel, I respect my dad more than anyone... but for reasons I don't want to go into I know he has flaws...
..at least someone understands...
My reading this topic now, its very emotional for me.
:)
..at least someone understands...
My reading this topic now, its very emotional for me.
:)
"was always something wrong with everyone"
This was one of the lines I picked up straight away, because I know how true this is. Even the greatest of people you look up to will always be flawed.
The greatest person who ever lived in my eyes, was my grandfather. I could speak to him about absoulutely anything... but he was also flawed, and died of lung cancer because he couldn't escape from smoking. He was my idol, and I lost him at an early age, and because of my amnesia, I hardly remember much of him... but the times I do remember were great.
And while I've always looked for more idols, there has always been something quite dreadful about all of them. Even the perfect person is dangerous.
This was one of the lines I picked up straight away, because I know how true this is. Even the greatest of people you look up to will always be flawed.
The greatest person who ever lived in my eyes, was my grandfather. I could speak to him about absoulutely anything... but he was also flawed, and died of lung cancer because he couldn't escape from smoking. He was my idol, and I lost him at an early age, and because of my amnesia, I hardly remember much of him... but the times I do remember were great.
And while I've always looked for more idols, there has always been something quite dreadful about all of them. Even the perfect person is dangerous.
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Excellently written. Good post er-no, and proves how games are more
> than just toys, but a way to escape from bitter reality.
Thanks Grix... it took me time because it was quite emotionally written (if you understand).
I put in some bits that you should be able to read into like 'dying on me'
:(
But thanks for the praise.
:)
> Excellently written. Good post er-no, and proves how games are more
> than just toys, but a way to escape from bitter reality.
Thanks Grix... it took me time because it was quite emotionally written (if you understand).
I put in some bits that you should be able to read into like 'dying on me'
:(
But thanks for the praise.
:)
gaming is another life me too. Conker was the last game i played that i couldnt let go of. shame it didnt last soo long.
Championship manager however has lasted me 4 years so far. and it keeps me going and going. i am in a trance when i play that game. Winning is all that matters.
Championship manager however has lasted me 4 years so far. and it keeps me going and going. i am in a trance when i play that game. Winning is all that matters.
Excellently written. Good post er-no, and proves how games are more than just toys, but a way to escape from bitter reality.
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