WoW Addiction Story (WoWS) form
My son is an Wow addict...
My son just turned 17 and is in his junior year of high school. Our family has been suffering from his video game/ wow addiction for years. He has always been a A/B student and in a couple of honors/AP classes. He was on track for a FULL RIDE scholarship until this year. He lost it do to not studying, and lying to play WOW. He bought his own computer and we had it in our room for awhile. He managed to keep his grades up as long as we monitored his playing. At 16, we let him put it in his room and thats when everything fell apart. It went back to our room but we had to put a dead bolt on our door. He has gotten very abusive, physically and verbally. We've had the police over when it has gotten this bad. We didn't want to press charges because we thought it would pass and didn't want him to have a record. Has been in counseling and even hospitalized for depression, (that comes from not being able to play). He has lost all ambition of going to college. Never had a girlfriend. He is very good looking but cannot carry on a conversation with anybody without talking about the game. Kids at school look at him as a nerd.The friends he has have the same addiction and there parents don't seem to care about the amount of time they play. They are ok with them getting D's in school. I don't understand that. I want more for him. I see his potential. He has such a gift and is throwing it away. We as parents don't know where to turn. I'm tired of the roller coaster ride in this house. I wish there was a rehab center for this.
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.
Finally quit
I got hooked last year and WoW started to dominate my life, school bascially everything. My friends played so quitting was not something i was going to consider and as the months went by i spent more and more time online. Then one of my friends quit, he'd had enough and wanted to get on with his life. However i didnt quit at this point and my addiction got worse.
I'd played for about a year and quit a few weeks ago. I felt that WoW had consumed enough of my life and i didn't want it to get any worse.
I had a relapse once but found the game no longer appealed to me like it had before. I URGE people to give the game a break and you may find that actually there are better things to do.
:)
Relationship down the drain
So I've been with my boyfriend almost three years. He was addicted to WoW and thus got me to play. Now I am also addicted! But fortunately, I've broken the addicted but that's all he talks about. So it's hard to stop playing if he doesn't shush about it! I'm still not playing nearly as much, if at all but he's soo addicted. This is ruining our relationship.
i was unemployed, played WoW for 4 years.
Basicly i was unemployed for around 6 years, i'm 34 years old. and i play WoW and gained 7 level 80s with epic gear and stupid Gold, and untold raids, so i said to my self i gotta get out of this Madness sitting on a Chair 10 Hours aday playing a Game what's Wrong with me this is 'CRAZY'.
so i looked around for a Job, and looked at some college Courses, and went too see about some qualifications. Microsoft certified Course. and completed it and now i can Fix computers i earn 18000 pounds a year now instead of being on welfare Benefits and my friends are happy and they've retuned back i'm sooooo happy
and now i'm gonna Buy my flat, and try get a nice car i've missed out on so much
Honest Insight.
I am not married. I have no children. I do live back with my mother now though, so I cannot say that my time locked away in my room does not have a negative effect on people other than myself. I began to play WoW four years ago, having originally played the rts games that heralded it, initially thinking it'd be great to be able to actually walk around in all those buildings you created or destroyed in the strategy game campaign maps. For a long time I managed to balance my time between playing online and living a relatively normal life through work, friends and relationships. I quit the game every once in a while when I got bored or no longer found the content interesting. I consider myself intelligent enough to fully realise that the design of the game is primarily geared towards enticing you into a system of simulated rewards along a sliding scale. No matter how you strive to equip yourself in the best gear, how quickly you manage to clear a certain dungeon or raid boss or how many hours you spend levelling up one of the professions to make in-game profit through the auction house, the developers will continually and systematically release new content that makes your work redundant and forces you to repeat the process.
Initially I found this to be an attractive aspect of the game. It was something you can never complete, and thus never get bored of, right? Why go out and spend a load of cash every other week because you have completed that new game you bought, when at less of a cost you can just keep on playing this online game and be fed a stream of new places to explore and new things to experience? Even when, after I had taken an extended leave to work overseas as a volunteer in an attempt to broaden my experiences and enliven my passion for live, my account was compromised and I lost everything, effectively having to start over in terms of gold and equipment, I continued to play. I simply created a new character to earn with and before long had amassed the fortune I had lost, re-equipped my characters and advanced from the stage I had left off. This may be rambling now, but I think it's important to highlight just how obsessed I am with this virtual world.
Nearly all of my issues relating to the game are related to personal flaws. I have an incredibly low self-esteem and suffer from severe depression. I am scared of a world I have grown to deeply dislike, through the things I have actually gone around the world to see, and have very little faith left in humanity. Thus, in the arena of fantasy I find an escape. All of my shortcomings and fears are buried beneath a glittering avatar of my virtual self, where I can earn achievements through work, sometimes on an incredibly unbalanced scale that'd have an employer taken to court for in reality - 80 hours for a tabard and a title that makes me look a little bit better. Essentially though, for the majority of people that play, this is what takes hold. The overwhelming drive to 'appear superior' to their peers. It could be argued that this is a hard-coded aspect of human nature, but it is one that the design of the game thrives upon. You build esteem and reputation based on your skill. So when outside influences threaten that reputation - say, someone in reality asks you to do something while you are involved in a boss encounter, walking away would result in you all dieing and the others, people you will never meet, will end up being pissed off with you - you become naturally defensive. For those of you posting on behalf of close loved ones, you have likely encountered these situations, where your relative/ betrothed/ spouse becomes irrationally angered by a simple topic that may distract them from the game. What we gamers fail to keep in perspective is.... everything. Life slowly but surely becomes a sidenote to whatever it is in the game that attracts us most, be that killing a difficult boss, reaching a certain total number of player kills or simply exploring for an achievement.
That, relatively recent, addition to the game is the developer's crowning masterpiece - their true display of business genius. No longer are the dull tasks of killing redundant bosses or exploring the in-game world utterly devoid of return - now you are rewarded with a certain number of points to your character for meeting certain requirements or fulfilling certain goals, all geared entirely towards simply looking 'better' at the game. You cannot even buy anything with these points. They are utterly useless. Yet thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, including myself, will hunt them down tirelessly. We can get some points for killing that beastie, which we are now able to do wearing a frilly dress and punch to death where before it required us geared-to-the-gills? Off we go! We can kill a god that once took 40 others with just 3? That's our night sorted.
Perhaps I am an extreme case. I realise I need help. I realise that Warcraft is designed to create a situation that encourages replay. I realise that, though incredibly canny in their implementation of game aspects, the company involved is not to blame. I realise I should likely seek professional help, to deal with the issues that really have me signing my life away to a childlike facsimile where pain equates to a few flashes of red around the screen, death means a simple run back to the corpse where you might resurrect and there is no poverty because you can just kill some creatures and sell their organs for insane profit.
If any of this made sense, and you made it this far, I hope it helps you recognise why those you care for act irrationally, and that it not for loss of love for you. If you are addicted yourself and recognise any of what I said, be strong. Walking away is not easy. Facing life is not easy. The world is a hard and brutal place, sometimes too much for many of us. Do not isolate those you have. If you feel you have nobody, seek help from wherever you can. Do not become like me.



