Well I’ve been out of WoW for a couple months now. Though I wasn’t in it very much for a few months before that anyway. I don’t miss the game as much as I thought I would. I realize now that there was a constant burden of disappointment for me when I was in the game. I didn’t level as fast as my friends or my husband so I felt constantly left behind or abandoned. I felt like a “lesser” player because I didn’t have the uber lewtz that many others seem to judge a person on. I wasn’t part of a raid so didn’t get to see the cool stuff others were constantly going on about.

And there wasn’t a bloody thing I could do to change any of that. I couldn’t magically conjure up the time to accomplish all of those things so WoW had become not so much of a game as a chore. I no longer felt the freedom to just relax and enjoy the game. There was this constant internal pressure that if I didn’t accomplish these things then I wasn’t as good a person as those around me.

WoW stopped being fun. And I hadn’t realized that.

I miss my friends. That’s a damn fact. I no longer get to spend time with them. Occasionally get to speak with them in IMs, but not near as much as I used to. It sometimes feels like WoW was the only thing that held us together. That’s the only part that makes me truly sad.

I am at a loss as to what to do with this blog, however. Currently it is sitting on a friend’s server wasting his valuable space. And honestly, the only reason people read it was because it was about WoW.

So what to do now.

/sigh