I've been bloody angry at myself. My work is overdue. I haven't seen my girlfriend for three weeks. I've lost so much time to this pointless habit.
I've been playing Mass Effect since the early years of the last decades and it's the game I turn to when I'm depressed. I sunk into it after my wife died in 2018 big time.
I'm sick of losing 2-6 hours every day, at least to this stupid thing. I'm sick of not seeing my friends. I'm sick of not putting my all into work.
I'm sick of the bloody story. I'm not actually enjoying it, I can't remember the last time I did.
Actually screamed out loud today and punched a wall. I'm bloody furious at myself for sinking hours into this, my old football is up on the bookshelf of unread books. My garden looks like a patch of wasteland, my home looks like a squat.
Just needed to vent. Had to get that off my chest.
Just sick of it.