"What can change the nature of a man?"
Years ago, I'd played a beautiful cRPG named Planescape: Torment. It is still, till date, one of the most amazing stories I've experienced and one of the most influential pieces of art I've come across. The crux of the game was this question, and the answer, was YOUR answer: it could be anything, and the choices were many. The important bit was that there was no wrong answer, and your answer, whatever it was, was the right one.
My answer is regret.
There is nothing as shaming as hitting rock bottom, looking back and seeing a melange of embarrassing instances unfold one after the other, getting more and more intense and out of control. Unchecked, unsupervised and most importantly, blissfully ignored. Seeing your own monster rear it's ugly head has never been as scary and soul scarring. You created it, fed it, nurtured it and ignored it's misdemeanours. Like every bad parent, you looked the other way and now it's here: savage, feral and rabid.
Time to put it down.
Apologies to everyone who has at some point or the other been subject to my obnoxious downward spiral and it's most recent, ugly manifestation. If everything works out, then it's gone.
Years ago, I'd played a beautiful cRPG named Planescape: Torment. It is still, till date, one of the most amazing stories I've experienced and one of the most influential pieces of art I've come across. The crux of the game was this question, and the answer, was YOUR answer: it could be anything, and the choices were many. The important bit was that there was no wrong answer, and your answer, whatever it was, was the right one.
My answer is regret.
There is nothing as shaming as hitting rock bottom, looking back and seeing a melange of embarrassing instances unfold one after the other, getting more and more intense and out of control. Unchecked, unsupervised and most importantly, blissfully ignored. Seeing your own monster rear it's ugly head has never been as scary and soul scarring. You created it, fed it, nurtured it and ignored it's misdemeanours. Like every bad parent, you looked the other way and now it's here: savage, feral and rabid.
Time to put it down.
Apologies to everyone who has at some point or the other been subject to my obnoxious downward spiral and it's most recent, ugly manifestation. If everything works out, then it's gone.
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