Deleted member 7448
Name is Abdu, live in Laos, born on 24.08.1992.
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I haven't enjoyed a video game in years, BUT, I have this very weird thing that I do. I literally search for a game for hours every day, and have for years. I browse various sites, just searching for a game.
I keep installing games and then uninstalling them minutes later cause I realize I don't like them. Well, I don't install that many new games, usually I install a game that I think I'll like this time and I uninstall it soon after. For some games I've done this HUNDREDS OF TIMES. Literally installing, uninstalling then reinstalling, sometimes the next day or even the same day.
Of course, I assumed I'd find something to scratch the itch eventually. One game to satisfy me. But I've tried literally hundreds of games, I've even given myself breaks from games, maybe I'll enjoy one after a break.
But I seem to not like them anymore.
Those reading this might be asking "yeah so you don't like games, what's the big deal?". Well, I spend literally up to 16 hours a day laying in bed with my laptop next to me. I've done this for so many years now, since I was a kid more or less. Not only do I not have any interests, I don't actually do anything on my PC for 16 hours a day. I just ... watch the same sitcoms I've watched 50 times before, I browse the same few sites randomly, sometimes closing a site and opening it 2 seconds later. These activities feel like they don't have "meat" In them, like I'm not doing anything, like I'm almost asleep or watching paint dry. But games ... well, at least they have a degree of interactivity. And yet for so many years not even games are at least somewhat tolerable or not boring. Not having games means ... I'd be doing literally nothing all day.
I won't be rotting forever. In ~8 months I'll have to get a job. But all that means is that for 9+ hours a day I'll be wageslaving, doing things I hate. And then I go back home to do the same thing I've been doing for so many years - laying in bed with my laptop. So my life will be even worse, just like now but having to be a slave for 9 hours. So not enjoying video games means my lifestyle will be: slaving away all day then coming home and not even doing anything enjoyable at home, just vegetating browsing some sites or watching the same old sitcoms.
I guess the problem boils down to me not liking anything at all. And this was even before my depression I think, even as a kid I had no interests, video games were what occupied my time. Now nothing does. So I keep searching for a video game that will capture my interest, to have something in life that I look forward to DOING, not just watching. But no, now I'm left in a world where I literally don't enjoy anything, everything seems pointless. And my brain that has been depressed for over a decade, including during my formative years, seems to be unable of changing. I'm stuck in this way of seeing the world as boring, every activity being reduced in my mind to its essence, which I see as boring. I can't put it into words why I find everything boring and pointless, but it's such a fundamental way in which my brain interprets the world that I've tried hard to change and I just can't.
I keep installing games and then uninstalling them minutes later cause I realize I don't like them. Well, I don't install that many new games, usually I install a game that I think I'll like this time and I uninstall it soon after. For some games I've done this HUNDREDS OF TIMES. Literally installing, uninstalling then reinstalling, sometimes the next day or even the same day.
Of course, I assumed I'd find something to scratch the itch eventually. One game to satisfy me. But I've tried literally hundreds of games, I've even given myself breaks from games, maybe I'll enjoy one after a break.
But I seem to not like them anymore.
Those reading this might be asking "yeah so you don't like games, what's the big deal?". Well, I spend literally up to 16 hours a day laying in bed with my laptop next to me. I've done this for so many years now, since I was a kid more or less. Not only do I not have any interests, I don't actually do anything on my PC for 16 hours a day. I just ... watch the same sitcoms I've watched 50 times before, I browse the same few sites randomly, sometimes closing a site and opening it 2 seconds later. These activities feel like they don't have "meat" In them, like I'm not doing anything, like I'm almost asleep or watching paint dry. But games ... well, at least they have a degree of interactivity. And yet for so many years not even games are at least somewhat tolerable or not boring. Not having games means ... I'd be doing literally nothing all day.
I won't be rotting forever. In ~8 months I'll have to get a job. But all that means is that for 9+ hours a day I'll be wageslaving, doing things I hate. And then I go back home to do the same thing I've been doing for so many years - laying in bed with my laptop. So my life will be even worse, just like now but having to be a slave for 9 hours. So not enjoying video games means my lifestyle will be: slaving away all day then coming home and not even doing anything enjoyable at home, just vegetating browsing some sites or watching the same old sitcoms.
I guess the problem boils down to me not liking anything at all. And this was even before my depression I think, even as a kid I had no interests, video games were what occupied my time. Now nothing does. So I keep searching for a video game that will capture my interest, to have something in life that I look forward to DOING, not just watching. But no, now I'm left in a world where I literally don't enjoy anything, everything seems pointless. And my brain that has been depressed for over a decade, including during my formative years, seems to be unable of changing. I'm stuck in this way of seeing the world as boring, every activity being reduced in my mind to its essence, which I see as boring. I can't put it into words why I find everything boring and pointless, but it's such a fundamental way in which my brain interprets the world that I've tried hard to change and I just can't.