10 Ways That Gaming Is Destroying Your Life - Part 4
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10 Ways That Gaming Is Destroying Your Life

Gaming is a fantastic pastime if you're the type of creature who enjoys wasting hours of your real-life spent in various sham universes playing out the stories of fake heroes and villains. But so what? Everyone needs a hobby to help them survive the soul-crushing monotony of this screen filled, social media nightmare… with yet another screen. Yes, as games are interactive, they are far better for you than gawking at a television screen, unwashed and shirtless. However, because games are interactive, they tend to create strong emotional attachments that trick gamer's brains into systematically ruining their life from the inside out.
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8) Sacrificing Space

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All these consoles, controllers and other nicknacks take up vital space. Whilst typing this, I have my computer – of course – what can only be described as a tower of games consoles consisting of an NES, SNES, Sega MegaDrive, Playstation 1, 2 and 3. A N64, a Gamecube and a cat that won’t leave me be.

Couple all that together with all the games I have for each system and everything else in my bedroom – bed, bedside table, corpse etc. – and it’s starting to get a little cramped in here.

Maybe I’m just poor, and some of you out there live in citadels in the sky, but remember, with every next purchase, more room is sacrificed to the space Gods. Maybe that’s why Steam seems like some sexy concubine, alluringly drawing me closer with her endless sales figure. But, I’m a console boy and I always will be…

Anyway, no space; you seem like a hoarder.


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