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Bethesda ruined my life

As of yesterday my life will come to a stand still as I waste it all in Fallout 4. This is a terrible time as I have actual work to do but would rather play fallout than do anything else. In my more recent years I remember staying up a while playing fallout 3. When I awoke however it had been 2 weeks I asked what had happened when my mother told me that I had been playing Fallout and my hands got so sweaty and sticky they couldn't remove the controller from my hands.

I asked why they didn't help sooner and they said they tried but I wouldn't respond with more than a grunt or I would lash out with all my nerd strength. I had injured many including a my sisters boyfriend, they said that he had a bag of Doritos and as he walked by my room I burst out on all fours and tackled him beating him to an inch of his boredom that he just gave me the bag.  They said that after ruthlessly blowing up megaton I went into a comatose state, giving them an opportunity to take me to the hospital. After hours of surgery the controller was successfully removed and I needed a skin graft for the palms of my hands.

Months of therapy and rehab camps finally put got me to a state of stability, and i was released back into society a new man. Then Skyrim came along the ground break sequel to Oblivion. I thought that playing just a little bit couldn't hurt so I went to my friends house just to sate the fire. I awoke three days later covered in my own shit and piss and Doritos. I couldn't believe that this happened again so I swore off video games completely after that day. It was all well and good and I went 2 years sober, Then Fallout 4 was announced.

I hope you all learn a lesson from this that you should if you please "play responsibly."

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