2 Week Only Up Phase - Fortnite Edition
Smashing my keyboard, about to break my monitor, I had just fallen down for the 50th time. This time from the skyscraper of floating buses, instead of the pool of giant purple cubes named Kevin. It was this cursed Fortnite creative map that basically ruled over my life like a videogame dictator. It decided when I slept, ate, and even when I dared to "touch grass." Every jump felt like a dopamine hit but every fall felt like personal attack to my soul. I would swear, "I'll quit after this try." I don't think I've ever openly lied to myself that much. One day I reached the top. VICTORY!! Then I fell. Game turned off. Never opened again.