Game addictions

I am proud to say. I have recovered from and I now am willing to talk about it.

Facebook game addiction.
http://www.avoidfacebook.com/2011/12/08/facebook-games-addiction-2/
 I was up to sustaining six games a day.
 (I know, I know)  how can any one do this? It started innocently enough. You know a game here and there.  It all started with Farmville.

When I first Joined face book I was excited. WOW, I can keep in touch with of my family and friends. I quickly set up my page and sent off invitations (friend request).  Like I really needed to friend my brothers and sister all I really need to do is call. WOHOO they want to be my friends. Now we can get down to business and have lots of laughs.

 Everyone was playing games. All I saw was game posts. Why are they not likening my posts? I thought. They are there (I can see them) but not one of them was paying attention to me.  

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What is this Farmville stuff?  OUGGG! AHHH! I gave in. I downloaded my first app...  All of a sudden, everyone wanted to be my friend.

The C.O. went along with it for a while but started getting irritated. We would be in the middle of something and I would just jump up. I had to harvest my tulips so my teammates and I could move closer to the Top. We would win a prize. You know a Doodad that we could zing a ding on our page.  No real prize, just did not want to disappoint my friends that joined me in this (whatever project).

I have a competitive nature so I was always trying to get more levels then all my other friends. I mean really. I got to where I did not care if your son had a birthday party. I do not want to see the pictures, play Farmville already and ask for a dingy so I can give you one and get one in return.

My next adventure took me to Treasure Island. That was short lived, not my cup of tea

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Then came petville. I worried he was going to be put in the pound.  If I did not get in there and feed him on time.  Sometimes I would have to spend all my Kibbles (do not remember what they are really called) Just to keep him out of jail for one hour. I was stressed!

My worst addiction was My Tribe. I did not want them to die. Thank GOD!, I finally found the fountain of youth. They would live forever!  I could finally sleep at night. No one was going to die ever again.

These games are free and awesome, but are they really?

When my sons were little we always had Nintendo or whatever was the latest game doodad for them to play with. I let them play after the day was done and homework was finished and on the weekends.  One night as I was lying in bed I woke to a strange sound. Beep bop beep rrrammm beep. I got up to see what this could possibly be.  It was one of my sons playing a stupid game. “What are you doing?" I asked.

“I am Playing Zombies,” he mumbled back to me without his eyes leaving the screen.  His eyes all glazed over.  His fingers moved quickly over the game controller as he swaying back and forth.

I stood there in the doorway puzzled as to why anyone would be so obsessed “It 3:00 am in the morning get back to bed”. “Why do you want to play these crazy games all the time?” I asked.

One day while I was playing my games during the middle of the day one of my son’s girlfriends messaged me and wanted to chat. I said not now I only have a few minute to play my game. I do not want to be bothered.

Two minutes later, the phone rang.

“Mom what are you doing, your Busted!  HAHAHA” said my son.

I knew then I was addicted.  I am here to say that I know the evils of this innocent pass time. I know that there are people out there that can handle a little fix here and there. I am not one of them. It has been a long hard path but I can safely say I am now over my addiction.

Yes I do care if your son has a birthday and I do care if you had a bad day. Thank you all my Facebook friends for staying with me during my hard times. I will never use again