Video game withdrawal leads to boredom


Outside being bored and withdrawn from Video-games on Oct 24. Photo by KALEEN SINGH


With my face planted in the smell of old socks, my couch became my best friend for this entire week of absolute boredom. As I laid face-down, sprawled out on that old couch suffering from a volunteered video game withdrawal, I thought to myself “What the heck was I thinking?”

Well, it seemed like a fantastic idea to get a feel for other ways to entertain myself on a normal week, without my passion and hobby of playing video games. I’ve been gaming for about as long as I can remember, and I wondered if I could find something more enjoyable without mashing buttons staring at a screen.

I decided to go a week without playing video games in hopes I’d find something just as  enjoyable, so I’d discover more about myself. On October 7th, as soon as I was ready to leave for school, that’d be the last time I’d touch a video game until a week has gone past.


In the morning, I logged into my account for the various games and sent a broadcast to my friends saying I’d be absent for a week. The night before, I had created a list of things I found to be of interest–writing, drawing, blasting music were the main things and I thought to myself okay, its not that bad. To avoid the nuisance of having people contact me on Skype about gaming, I quickly loged myself out of my account and with the soft hum of my laptop shutting down, I finally went to school.

But, every time I’d return home from school I felt an overwhelming urge to log on to my account and start playing my games. By the second day. I felt like I was going through some kind of substance withdrawal. I kept tightly gripping objects around me, or constantly ran my fingers through my hair and play with it. My fingers just twitched, desiring to play a game.

My mom contacted me over the weekend asking me if I wanted to go camping. Now, I hate camping with a burning passion, but I thought it wouldn’t be bad since I know I wouldn’t be able to game anyway. Again I was wrong, and this camping experience was worse. It felt as if I was being devoured by mosquitoes and the only fun part about being outside in the woods was making s’mores at night.

By the time I got home, I pulled up Facebook and felt like crying when the first post I read was from a gaming organizing talking about a beta for a new game that I had access to. Glancing at my video game icons, my burning desire to log in and start playing was overwhelming. But, I willed myself to withdraw from gaming once more.

I tried writing some random blogs and posts, but eventually it got to a point where I just thought of my game and couldn’t keep my head straight. Drawing didn’t help either. In fact, I was so frustrated from being bored that I kept ruining my concentration on the artwork by the sound of snapping pencils as my agitated hands gripped things too hard.

So, I found out that without video games I’m utterly bored out of mind despite of having other interests. I find gaming to be one of my greatest passions. Without it I skulk, feel sullen and just overall lose energy.


If there’s one thing I learned, it’s I now know for sure that gaming is one of my passions that I’ve grown so attached to that I’ll need it every day. Is that a healthy relationship? Probably not, but if having games keeps me happy, then I’m going to keep playing those games.