How my perma-ban changed my life. (PLEASE READ)

On February 19th, 2016 my first league account, Rinsue, which I have had since 2010 was permabanned. After repeated reports for verbal abuse, toxicity and a considerable amount of other behaviors that should not be so common place in our community, Riot layed down the ban hammer.

I've had many interpersonal problems throughout my life, problems with family, with friends, and even with people I barely knew, so those problems just kind of latched on and stuck with me. They were rooted in who I was, how I was, and how I treated other people and what I thought of them. Problems like this affect everything, whether you know it or not. Around December, things started to get really bad, and come January, I can't genuinely say I felt anything besides anger and confusion. At the end of January, everything kind of fell apart, and I just didn't really care about anything anymore.

Then in February, I got perma-banned. At first, I didn't really care, the monetary value of the account didn't really mean anything to me, and I was numbed to the sentiment I had towards the account. I'd had it for around five years, and I still remember the earlier days of League fondly. But after about a week, I took a look at myself and realized that what I saw was not a good look, and to be honest, I really only have the permanent ban and Riot to thank for that. I started to try to repair what relationships I could and apologize to people for the wrongs I'd done, but I didn't feel that that was enough.

So I decided to commit myself to making a positive change in the world by working for a non-profit organization committed to helping people who need it just for the sake of helping. I'm not perfect, and nobody is, but we can put our best effort forward into trying to help each other and our communities. Thank you to anyone who took the time to read this, and thank you Riot for all you've done for me.