Things were pretty rough for me, I got dumped by an emotionally and mentally abusive girl who I thought was the world you know? It was the first time I ever had to come to terms with the fact that people out there almost never have your best interests at heart, and it’s a battle to have to stay vigilant of those while you search for someone who really cares about you. It’s weird to think about how much Skyrim has distracted me from that. I’m not particularly into it, and I almost never play it: I’m rarely at my dads where I have it. But, in a way, it’s nice to have your biggest worries be blood dragons for a while, because they’re somehow less terrifying than the pain I still feel from that.

In a way, I did. wake up from a dream into the Skyrim intro. But what I woke up from was a nightmare, and Skyrim’s been what’s keeping me sane ever since. Maybe, just maybe, the Skyrim intro isn’t a prank: maybe it’s an awakening into a world of self-care, and cautiousness of those who seek to hurt you for their own gain.