drugs, homeless, lost my son, foreclosed upon
I had it all... a son, owned a house, a great paying job, a handsome boyfriend, and great friends and family. This is until I found WoW in 2005.
My addiction caused me to neglect my boyfriend to the point that he started a Role Play relationship with a girl we played WoW with and he ended up meeting her and cheating on me. We struggled to keep it together but our relationship fell apart.
About a year later, I lost my job. I played WoW non-stop and was only getting 2-3 hours of sleep a night, which made me tardy and absent a lot. A single parent with a huge mortgage and no job is depressing so I got more into WoW. About 5 months after I lost my job, my 4-year old son was removed from my custody because I would no longer cook for him, bath him, take him to appointments, etc. Then just 9 months after I lost my job, my house was foreclosed on. I really didn't care. Loosing my son let me play WoW uninterupted. Loosing my home wasn't a concern as long as it didn't cut into my WoW time.
I started out living with my parents but after only 3 days of them yelling at me about playing WoW, my Dad unplugged my PC while I was in the middle of a raid. I couldn't stay there. I moved in with a WoW friend that lived about an hour from my parents. I was there 3 months and he was making it clear he expected sex in payment of me living there free, and I refused. Eventually, he took my stuff and set it on the curb. I walked to the library, where I could communicate with my WoW freinds and I immediately got Paypal so I could get a bus ticket to Washigton (all the way across the county). I hopped in the bus with just my PC and a backpack of personal items. There I lived in a house with 5 bachelors... I slept on the couch but felt at home and like they were family. We all played WoW but I was the only person in the house without a job... all the others had a least a part-time job. Being the only woman, I felt they expected me to clean up but I couldn't because that cut into my WoW time. After I had lived there about 4 months, I was told I had to get a job and help with the rent, utilities, and beer. I was devastated and refused. Once I had been there 6 months, I was told I had to move or get a job. I got a job at a restaurant one of the roomies worked at and lasted part-time for a week. It was shortly after that when I found out that I could make more money than any of the roomies by working 1 night a week so I started working Saturday nights at a strip club (and I had always been modest prior to this). It was perfect, about $1000.00 a week, all the time in the world to play WoW, my roomies were happy, and life was sunshiny.
While stripping, I was introduced to cocaine! OMG! A drug that allowed me to play WoW even more! I was hooked. As cocaine became to expensive, I was turned onto meth, which was less expensive and kept me awake for up to 5 days at a time. I turned my 5 good-old boy roomies into meth addicts in no time. For the 1st 3-4 months, it was great! Then the meth effects took hold and I became skin and bones and had sores on my face and body, which caused me to lose my job as a stripper. The phycological effects of meth caused fighting in the house and some of the roomies started to move out. At the end it was me and 2 of the guys left and we had all lost our jobs. Eviction came 2 months later.
I again reached out to my WoW friends. This time I was given a paid flight to Southern California to stay with yet another male friend. I had no money and no contacts to meth so I cleaned up. My WoW addiction was still stronger than ever. I actually entered a relationship with this guy but it ended after the previous roomies told him I used to strip. I was only there 6 weeks before I had to leave.
I had switched servers and guilds when the tattleing occured so now I was with a whole new group of people and wasn't as close to them. Luckily, I hit the big time when I met a french canadian and I was off to Montreal Quebec by bus. I fell in love with him... head over heels in love with him. The way I felt about him made me want to do things for him, to cook, to have dates outside of WoW. I still had a strong WoW addiction but I was able to pull myself away for short periods of time, although, I did end up anxious and panicing to log back in quickly. I started clubbing every Saturday night with some friends and I felt this helped my WoW addiction a lot. It was about 3 months into my life in Montreal that I was re-exposed to cocaine and became heavily addicted. My boyfriend made crazy amounts of money so it was too easy for me to maintain large quantities of cocaine. Of course, once he found out I was using drugs to allow me to play more WoW, he made me leave.
I was depressed and exhausted. I started realizing how my life was and I felt ashamed for the 1st time. I called home and my parents flew me back to Wisconsin. I struggled a lot but had help from my family. I went into rages when I couldn't play WoW, I began cutting myself, and I was severly depressed. I would sneak away to play WoW or hide my car around the block so they wouldn't know I was home and played WoW in the basement.
I struggled for awhile longer, especially when Cataclysm came out. A month ago, I entered therapy. I have not logged into WoW in 17 days. It is very hard and I yearn to play but I know that my life will be nothing if I do not beat this. I have cut off all contact (phone, vent, forums, text, etc) with all my WoW friends. I have therapy 3 days a week and I have diversions... visits with my son, shopping with my family, movie nights with my family, and a myriad of other activities to keep me away from WoW.