I still miss it, but I'm so much better off

I started playing WoW freshman year of college, got to level 7 and quit. It was a total waste of time and I felt lucky that I, an extremely addictive person, was immune to the delights of WoW.

After the charm of freshman year wore off, I found myself immensely bored, and a very good friend of mine who I respected a lot suggested that I share his account. We did, and I began to spiral out of control. Fast. I played WoW whenever I wasn't doing something else, and I was smoking an unquantifiable amount of weed at the same time. I wasted the halcyon days of college playing WoW. Finally, one day, I got frustrated and quit.

NOT. Come the summer before my Senior year, that same good friend of mine suggested that we start again to curb the boredom. "NO WAY!" I said. "Absolutely not. It's too slippery of a slope!" In two days he'd convinced me, and I started again full tilt. Because it was the summer and my buddy and I had a 2 hour/day internship that paid like a 40hr workweek, I basically wasted away and made it to level 70. Two weeks into 70, I finally pulled the plug and have been clean ever since.

I have to mention this because it sets my case apart from everyone else's: I was BAD at WoW. I'm talking permanoob bad. I could never join a party because I would get booted instantly. I spent probably 1/3 of my wow time as a fucking ghost trying to find my corpse. This is the main reason I could never go back...it took me about 13 days of gameplay to reach level 70 and I only had one character!

If I was any good at the game, I'd probably still be playing. It's terrifying.