basically when you first play it you think the game is so siick, the plays, the different things you can do. but once you become a real league of legends player all that fun changes, especially when you play ranked, you start to feel the frustration, the tilt, you get angry, you complain to riot "GG good job rito". Some time after that the game no longer becomes fun, by that point it is no longer a fun game, but you still play it anyways because you get hooked on it because you have this strange, usually subconscious belief that if you can do well, you can make it to professional play, where the people who literally have no life get paid to play the game. but your stuck climbing, and as a defence mechanism you say that you cannot climb because of team mates or something is broken. by this point, you hate the game, you want to murder feeders, it is no longer fun, but you still play anyways because all you have done for the last 2 years is play the game. it becomes addictive, like a drug, you hate it, but you still play. after about 3 years or so the game has completely consumed you, you become a shut in, you play the game hours on end, every day, every week. you cancel friends, parties, you stop going out all together, when you do go out, you have this strange feeling in the back of your mind, like an itch you cannot get rid of, a feeling that you could be trying to climb instead of this shit hole. your mum wants you to move out, she wants you to stop playing, but you cant, your too addicted. you then go to uni, and you spend all day long playing the game and no one can say anything to you.
and then at some point in the future, after bot lane goes 0/8 after 7 minutes; you lean back on your chair; and sigh; you then look to your right and hanging on the door you see a jacket with the words "TENNIS SURREY" written on the back, you then think back and remember; i used to be no.1 in surrey, i used to be top 10 in the country, i used to get funding by the lta, i used to compete all over europe, i used to be cool, outgoing, confident and had lots of friends. i used to think that nothing could go wrong.
but it did
i then think back, and realise, that 5 years of my life, was gone, that for 5 years i had been throwing away all the talent, hard work, ambition and support from everyone, that i was no longer going to be at Wimbledon, that i had thrown away all the hard work my parents had put in for me, the sacrifice they had to face so that dream, could happen, that they chose me over themselves.
i can still see how happy and proud they used to be when i came off court with a big win, how they could tell their friends "their son is top in the country" that "their son is going places, and will keep going places" that they were "proud" of their son.
Now i am completely disappointed in myself, and i can imagine that everyone else is as well.
that fat kid stole my future, if that fat kid hadn't of asked me to play League of Legends, my future would have been so bright and happy, and not so fucked up, and broken.
as my dad once said "Wasted Talent"
when i have kids, im sure as hell never letting them play this game.
im just a shadow of someone who used to be great