My dear daughter,
Now that I quit video games (again), I’ve been reading a lot more. I have also put new strings in my acoustic guitar and went back to playing it. I play for you now, you seem to enjoy it, even though I’ve only recalled 3 songs so far.
I have managed to clean my entire email box and organize all my files in my PC and my notebook. I do this every now and then.
Nowadays, when I get home, instead of playing Diablo 3, I play with you till bedtime. I’m also speaking more with your mother.
I haven’t been able to quit playing altogether for good. In the first month I accessed Second Life a lot, while you were sleeping during the day or when your grandmother was with you. I have begun roleplaying in a new cyberpunk sim and met lots of new people. They are nice. I have also almost completed my space transport, which shall be batptised with your name.
I have been playing emulator games on my mobile phone as a form of oxycodone. Arcade, Genesis and NES games so far. But I have been playing less and less as time passes.
There were times in those last 4 months I felt strong cravings to go back and keep on playing a specific game, just to release stress. But I have been down this road before and I know it’s a trap. Once I start, I’ll have difficulties to stop and it would affect the time I spend with you and your mother.
I have almost purchased Dark Souls Remastered, thinking I would only finish it once, to check the improvements they made with the remaster. I have also considered buying Red Dead Redemption 2 so your mother (and not I) would have a distraction riding a horse in beautiful landscapes during your naps. I even thought about going back to play World of Warcraft or some other MMO “casually”.
Fortunately, so far I have succeeded in resisting those urges. I suppose it really is small steps, one day at a time. I keep on accessing Second Life and trying emulator games as a nicotine patch of sorts, but even the emulator games feel increasingly more like a waste of time.
When the work day is off, I just want to get home soon to be with you.
Love,
Dad
Aspergers Dad 