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I usually do a long detailed review trying to help the content creator grow in the specific medium or subgenre in which the game was developed. I'm not going to this time. This was a personal game, it deserves a more personal reply.
I haven't been outside in almost two years (since I graduated college with a game development degree, yea). My depression and lack of self-confidence keep me from getting much done; anything I have finished was blown out in a few hours in one of my rare fits of mania and actual cognitive ability. I'm usually more morose, fatalistic and pessimist; it's what makes me a good critic I could spot the flaws in anything then see only those flaws after enough exposure.
Anyways; I get it. Hell, I was worse off, heh. Came out unintentionally too; had this weird habit of archiving everything and dad read a YIM window I left open because I came to supper in a hurry and didn't get the chance to archive it, yet. Trying to blame someone as a bad influence on me (only person they could 'grab' onto for that was the only person from school was a bi girl who felt (unreciprocated) sexual attraction for me who I 'dated' briefly. [She wanted more; I...was just happy to hang out with someone for a change. It's been so rare for me in my life to have friends like that...I get suspicious of people being nice and actively expect to be robbed or exploited by people being 'friendly', but I digress.]
...Dad getting violent. He's prone to mood swings anyways (effect of diabetes); he broke a chair and a golf club and I locked myself in the bathroom and cried. Heh. Went back into the closet afterward; 'just a phase/curiosity' lie.
For me though it hasn't really gotten any better. As I said; I haven't really been outside in two years.
I wasn't socially accepted in high school BEFORE I came out and my reasons for doing so were less 'being open about a relationship' and more 'desperation'. I was alone and there were rumours anyways; so I did to try to find someone...and it just made things worse. I was a heavily shunned anathema; believing in "it get's better" lead to me working my ass off to try to get a scholarship or something to get out and I was valedictorian, but very much friendless and hated. I had few allies and no friends (by most people's definition).
College was better, by comparison and worse at the same time. I wasn't immediately hated, but I was still pretty well alone and being bullied that heavily I didn't have the social sense to know how to fix it. My longest relationship was a really long weekend and little more than a hookup. I became a Grindr slut; because...it was something. I was anorexic. I attempted suicide on my 21st birthday. It truthfully wasn't better; but it wasn't what I expected, nor was it good. It was better than SHIT; but still terrible.
And, though I finished, I don't have the social graces to really get out much. And I'm really tired of trying. I had to go back with parents after college (no money) and haven't gotten out much (middle of nowhere; nowhere to go anyways). I try to make games by myself, but I keep failing. It's not a lack of skill or technical ability; it's just a lack of being able to believe in myself enough anymore. I want to care; I want to have a life; but...I can't keep my hopes up anymore and I need emotional support and friendship, which I still never really get.
It's like; they say after a break up; you need to move on and see other people; but I didn't really have the relationship; I just wanted it. And I have nowhere to move on to.
I'm sorry. This was about you and I'm making it about me. If anyone reading this wants to skype or something. Please. I really need the help and the contact. I'm not suicidal; I'm just...not living a life either.