As my grandfather lay on his deathbed unconscious, and literally hours away from dying 2 hours away I'm sitting at home comforting myself with a little game time. For you see my grandfather and I were never close and in fact never spoke. So while the rest of the family is in mourning I'm feeling subtly out of place as this hasn't made a significant impact on me emotionally. I'm sure I'll have my time of mourning at his funeral and even as heartless as I may sound it's no different to me than for a stranger to die. Call me a heartless bastard but it just doesn't bother me. My granfather has been in bad health for a little over 15 years, and to be honest I'm surprised that he's made it this long. I don't mean to sound disrespectful, but when it's time to go it's time to go and I've embraced this hard fact and did so many years ago. I should also add that my grandfather didn't want much to do with me (just to help you understand a little better my situation), but over the years it became a mutual feeling.
To be honest I feel more for my mother, and father then I do my grandfather.
Anyways I'm finding comfort in peeling back some bandit wig on Borderlands and I've some to realise that gaming is one hell of an emotional outlet. Anger, sorrow, loneliness... no matter the feeling gaming is there for you. Immersing yourself into a work of fiction and releasing a bit of emotional distraught to help weather the storm that of reality. So... Have you ever found yourself in a similar situation comforting yourself through gaming?
Please feel free to share your thoughts.