How depression ruins games

League of Legends a game becoming my teen hobby since I was 15, doesn't mean I'm any good at it. I ended the seasons of 5,6 at bronze elo, so its for certain that I'm no prodigy when it comes to this game, but I loved the game, no matter how many times I cried by myself wondering if I'll ever learn from my mistakes or be able to carry my team. The season of 5 and 6 I was going through problems, mainly mental; but my step father traumatized me making me feel worthless in any way possible, his way was the only right way.. I was also going through emotional pain, I'm not the most popular person at school, maybe the most known, but not popular. I would sit in the hallway thinking about league, girls, but I never establish a bond with another person, so I kept to myself and I still do, even now I don't enjoy getting up in the morning or sitting alone during lunch. Season 6 was a improvement I got to silver by the end of the season, but I was basically at the end of the cliff in real life, I would cry every night praying to god that something would change, and I still do.. I stayed off the game till the end of season 7 till worlds came, and influenced me to play again..

This post is designated to show that their is more than what's on the screen

I could of easily rant on about how my laptop is freezing, or the lagg from my shitty internet pops on and off again, but this isn't about that and I'm sorry I didn't write this better, If I had a talent I would use it like the rest of 3/4 of the world. me out of this life