True Confessions of a Video Game Junkie
Hi, my name is Scott, and I am a video game junkie.
I am not sure exactly when it all started, I seem to have the vague memories of sitting downstairs at a family friend’s house on New Years day, fondly playing Pong at about the age of six for a few hours, but I am not really sure if that would be the beginning of my addiction. Thinking back, I guess my addiction really started once I had a few too many hours alone with an Atari 2600 video game system given to me one wondrous Christmas morning, I played until I had blisters on my fingers, and yet was still determined to play for many painful hours afterwards, I think I was seven.
Like any good junkie, I have given up mass sums of money, easily spending tens of thousands of dollars over the years, if not hundreds of thousands to feed my insatiable need. I have forgone my health by missing many meals and exercise just to play games. I have called in sick to both school, and work just to get to the next level, and at one particularly troubled period of youth, even stole money to get my fix.
Don’t go feeling sorry for me though, have a good look at the poor kids in this next video, and the good people at Columbia House that try to help them. Spread word to your friends about this, post it in your status on whatever social networking sites you are on, and who knows, you might even save a life.