I find it really interesting comparing how I game now versus how I gamed when I was in my relationship. When I got really into it during the final 6-8 months of the relationship, I was really hyperfixated and would spend hours upon hours playing. Unsurprisingly my ex was really unhappy about it and often accused me of using the game to ignore/neglect her and everything else in my life. I can’t say she was entirely wrong; everything was terrible, and I wasn’t ready to deal with it, so I used games as an escape. It was very unhealthy and extreme.
Now, a year and a half later, I worried getting a console would catalyze that unhealthy behavior again. So far (about a week in), I’m finding it’s not the case at all. I play for a few hours, save, and put down the controller for the day. I do other things and tend to my responsibilities. I enjoy gaming as much as I did then, but I’m not using it as proverbial blinders for the shit I was facing. I’m not needing an safe place to go mentally/emotionally as much as I used to.
I thought I was a hugely addictive gaming personality that could not stop games until I finished them. Now I realize how wrong that is when I am healthier and freer to be myself in my everyday life.
Little things. Big progresses.