Why I'm Hurt By a Video Game

I took a bath, sitting there wondering why I was so hugely pissed off at Blizzard for dumping me off the servers last night, and I finally came to the answer. I was honestly having fun. For the first time in a year & a half, I was enjoying something completely frivolous and they ruined it for me. I was having a good time - just me & Rob, running around in Shadowfang Keep... killing stuff and having fun with it. Honestly, no pretenses. For the first time in a year & a half, I was grokking an emotion completely opposite from anger or irritation or frustration or anxiety or deep, bonecrushing sadness and that ephemeral sensation was snatched away from me. I tried to cry it out in the shower & only got maybe a quarter-cry. It was very unsatisfying.

I've obviously become attached to the game, maybe a little too attached. I'm going to have to talk it over with Rob tomorrow because I'm thinking I should just cancel my account. Just kiss it goodbye & save $15 a month. It's very stupid & childish of me to be feeling so angered and unjustly treated by a video game manufacturer.

It's just a game.