1998 was too long ago.
I had an interesting conversation with Sir Gardner the other night.
"If you could take back...you know...Chat...would you?"
Naturally, I responded with the first thing that came to mind. No, I wouldn't take chat back. Despite the shitty cards that have been dealt to me thus far in life, they have molded me into who I am today. All those people, all that time wasted,have all developed me into who I am today. All those absurd memories, both good and bad have shaped Tom into what Tom is. This is but a poor example of the deep response I returned to him. I was impressed with myself. Upon quitting raiding, I've been impressing myself a lot lately.
Alternatively, if I did take that all back, I for one wouldn't be suffering what I do now, but who's the say I wouldn't be suffering from similar causes with different faces? Suffering from an internet addiction, a social addiction, and a natural want to belong to something and someone. Perhaps I would have a meaningful relationship with my parents, instead of their obvious shame for me. While I wouldn't have a GED and a wasted college degree, I may have turned out having graduated high school and actually having a job and a place of my own. My two nieces would have an uncle who loves them instead of the distant soul they're stuck with instead. Were it not for chat in some form, I wouldn't have the writing and drawing talent I possess now. That's a real scary thought. What would I have instead?
No, I still stand by what I said. Chat gave me the social fortitude to shape me out of a shell and into character. It gave me talents and confidence, often filling in the gaps that poor parenting left behind. While I let it overwhelm and control me, the positives more than outweigh the damaging negatives. No regrets.
"If you could take back...you know...Chat...would you?"
Naturally, I responded with the first thing that came to mind. No, I wouldn't take chat back. Despite the shitty cards that have been dealt to me thus far in life, they have molded me into who I am today. All those people, all that time wasted,have all developed me into who I am today. All those absurd memories, both good and bad have shaped Tom into what Tom is. This is but a poor example of the deep response I returned to him. I was impressed with myself. Upon quitting raiding, I've been impressing myself a lot lately.
Alternatively, if I did take that all back, I for one wouldn't be suffering what I do now, but who's the say I wouldn't be suffering from similar causes with different faces? Suffering from an internet addiction, a social addiction, and a natural want to belong to something and someone. Perhaps I would have a meaningful relationship with my parents, instead of their obvious shame for me. While I wouldn't have a GED and a wasted college degree, I may have turned out having graduated high school and actually having a job and a place of my own. My two nieces would have an uncle who loves them instead of the distant soul they're stuck with instead. Were it not for chat in some form, I wouldn't have the writing and drawing talent I possess now. That's a real scary thought. What would I have instead?
No, I still stand by what I said. Chat gave me the social fortitude to shape me out of a shell and into character. It gave me talents and confidence, often filling in the gaps that poor parenting left behind. While I let it overwhelm and control me, the positives more than outweigh the damaging negatives. No regrets.