So if you follow me or my blogs or whatever, you know that I've been having some rough times lately. I've gone from very depressed to meh sad to average back to meh sad and over and over again. But the one thing that's pulled me out of a rut is not talking to people, not dwelling on my problems, but video games. That's right kids: video games are anti-depressants. It's kinda hard to believe when you look at some of the gaming stories. People raging and getting incredibly angry over video games, people growing fat and lonely because they do nothing but video games, etc etc. But for a gamer like me, it's quite the opposite. A few weeks ago I got super depressed. You may remember some of my emo boo-hoo blogs from back then. I literally laid in my bed for two days straight, eating and drinking practically nothing (one meal per day, one glass of beverage per day, no snacks or drinks in-between). It sucked. It was the worst I've felt in my entire life, I'll say that right now. I'm lucky that I eventually was able to get up and realize I have a world to conquer, but I was still in the dumps. But after those two days, I booted up my Xbox, and God, I felt happy. Just being able to join a party of my friends and play Left 4 Dead 2 with our hootin' and hollerin' brought a smile to my face, and reminded me of the golden days where none of the crap I went through was a problem. It was ecstatic. When it was finally time to turn off the console, I did, and I still felt good. It wasn't a temporary high, it was a real cure. And then today I get some harsh news. "That girl", who "wasn't ready for a relationship" was in a relationship... Not with me of course. I felt pretty bad, not enough to do the whole "sit in bed all day and mope", but kinda "wow, this really sucks" type of thing. I didn't want to play video games but quite honestly I willed myself to. I boot up Rainbow Six Vegas 2 and I start playing the campaign. I throw a grenade, a terrorist flies into a concrete pillar, and I laughed. Legitimately laughed, not a forced one like I usually have to do. It felt so damn good I almost had to change my pants afterward. And being able to hear the commentary of my friends when they play other games was just as good. Even just playing an hour of Prince of Persia, alone with no one to talk to, was good. It kept my mind off things. The frustration in games even helps you get over things. You feel sad or angry? Well now you're angry at zombies or terrorists that don't even exist! Go ahead, blow their heads off, dismember them, all because they were cheapass aimbots! Go ahead, shout "That's right bitch suck it down!" (as I do). They won't even care. So, what am I trying to say here? GBAtemp has a lot of sad blokes here that are good people, and the one thing they love the most, video games, can easily be the cure. Join up with a bunch of friends in an online game, laugh your ass off, share the memories, and you've got friends and you've got an escape. Kinda pointless, I know, but I need to say it.