The World of Warcraft

This post is dedicated to the World of Warcraft. Not the game, but my ex, aptly named Warcraft for his unbelievable obsession with the game.




Warcraft is my most recent ex, and the only man to have ever held a key to my heart.
At this point and time, I'm sure he's lost it. He loses things, especially keys and wallets, cell phones and credit cards - you know, the things you actually need.

Anyway, Warcraft and I were a match made in heaven. We liked the same things (Nintendo 64, then Wii; tuna melts; the real fruit snacks that aren't super-gummy; roller-blading; scary movies; and cuddles) We spent many, many, many happy months together.

Then suddenly.. all of those interests we had in common disappeared. He only had ONE interest. This crazy-addicting video game called the World of Warcraft.

Now, don't judge me for hating this game. I played the game, I got myself a Priest and leveled her up. I made the effort to connect with my man, taking the time to be involved in an interest of his.

This worked for a little while, but then I was ready to do OTHER things together again.. like go outside. Eat. Sleep. Live. The only time I could see Warcraft was when I was playing the game with him.

Friends, I even went to the ultimate low.. I dressed up as a character from the game to entice him. As enticing as I am, his eyes only BRIEFLY flitted from the screen to give me the once-over.
His exact words were:

Warcraft: "Wow, babe, let me finish this raid.. and then I'll ravage you.... But only until 10:30. We're hitting Z tonight."
Me: "Seriously? I mean, seriously?!?"

I said that through tears, friends. So that's when I knew I had lost my relationship to a video game. Quality.

Unfortunately.. "knowing" it was over didn't really help. Being crazy in love, I was there for him through some tough times, he was there for me; we continued to ping-pong back and forth until a huge all-out fight where we don't even talk anymore.

Dane Cook said it best: "We can never just be adult and look at each other and go: "Hey, you know what... hey, come here for a second. Yeah. We're over, aren't we? Alright, you go that way, I'll go this way. It was good times." No, instead you're like "let me just stick around for five or six years and then we can end this thing violently, let's do that."

It's absolutely remarkable to me how people throw away relationships. I don't like when people are careless with my heart.

So that's my ex.

Moving on without him has been strange. Learning to live without having someone to do things with, go places with, eat dinner with (not that we did much of that towards the end... that was "game time").

But I also stopped feeling like i was second place. To a :cough cough: video game.

And I learned how to make my own fun, and re-connect with old friends.

I suppose life always moves forward, even when you aren't ready.