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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
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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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(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
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