I'm alive. Turns out my dad didn't ban Elder Scrolls. He was just in a bad mood that morning. Spent the whole weekend playing Skyrim and reading Harry Potter.
Update: When I came home from school my das was in a good mood. I am shocked. I don't think I'll be playing the Xbox but that's all right. I'll spend the weekend developing my story and getting over artist's block. (Still feel kinda empty after the Elder Scrolls bam.)
Add on to the last post: I remember when someone asked if I was suicidal. I responded, "Why would I want to die? I haven't beat Skyrim yet." Now dad took Skyrim away. Forever.
I am never going to like a video game series again.
I cried a (lot and still do) and I played a lot of Pokémon. Then dad took away Pokémon forever.
I played Animal Crossing a lot. Then dad banned AC.
Now my phone ran out of minutes and dad learned I used it to look up how to activate Skyrim's Hermaeus Mora quest and now no more Elder Scrolls games.
I maybe deserved it, but I will never like a video game again. Thanks dad.
Don't you love vibin' to a song only to learn it's about cheating or sex or drugs? (The singer being the cheater and acting like their former partner deserved it.)
I am dumb am stupid hopeless useless talentless I want to be smart and strong I just want to make others happy I cant because I am worthless I am sad dand I dont know why help i want to be happy and smart need smart lessons help I feel hollow is this healthy I dont think I am