Confession: I Have an Addiction

It is said that the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. So, today, I am making that first step.

I'm a gamer.

No, I don't sit at home and lounge all day while playing video games. I'm a gamer of a worse variety. I play games on my phone!

Here's why this is a problem: It consumes a good portion of my time. I mean 2am, 5am, lunch breaks, post-work, etc. The vast majority of those who play from home consoles hold regular employment and simply play in their leisure. Not me. I've taken my phone into meetings and lectures and secretly played below the table. I often emerged having no clue of the meeting's content. It got to the point that I had to learn to leave my phone behind, simply to keep me from playing. Playing is not such a big deal in comparison to other possible vices, but anything in excess can be bad. 

Why am I sharing this? Because there are lots of women just like me. And they often hold the obsession against the man who is AT HOME yet completely attentive to his video game console. For those of is who play on our phones, our consoles are simply smaller and mobile.

So, if you're a gamer and you know you are, don't complain about his game of choice. Find a spot on the couch beside him and get to crushing that candy, bursting bubbles, combining jewels, figuring out what numbers go into the cubes, or whatever your game of choice is.