A Date with Destiny

Oh my god the unthinkable has happened. I'm finding myself falling back into Destiny. I don't think it's going to become an all-encompassing obsession as it was before, but I'm enjoying myself again. I didn't think it would happen at all. I've been steadily off of Destiny for a few months now, but I've been missing the hunger and the obsession like crazy. 

I was addicted to Destiny when it was first released back in 2014. It became the only game I was interested in playing all the way until Destiny 2 was released last year. So of course I splurged and got the Collector's Edition, the Digital Deluxe edition and so on. I thought to myself if this is the only game I'll play for the next couple of years then why not? Well, I learned the hard way why not.

Destiny 2 ended up being a flop. The game itself was fun, but that was just it. After the game ended there was nothing to do, nothing to earn. There was absolutely no lore throughout the game for me to interest myself in—something I found that carried me through Destiny 1's dry spells. Then to top it all off, I lost some friends over the game because I wanted to have our old clan back. It was a dumb situation and unfortunately it wasn't an isolated incident. Peppered throughout my time playing Destiny 1 and 2 I would make friends and lose them. Most times were probably my fault. I go through self-destruction phases and literally delete people from my life. Some people don't take kindly to that, which is completely understandable. This last time, however, wasn't. It was just a case of shitty people being shitty.

After this last fall out I just stopped caring for the game. There really wasn't much will for me to keep trying to find something to enjoy in Destiny 2. I waved the white flag and played other games until I didn't feel like playing anything at all. It's funny, because as I'm celebrating coming back to Destiny my time away was beneficial to me. I was eating healthy, going to the gym, and doing anything but video games. But I started to miss my friends.

Friends aren't something I have in real life. I have people I care for, but not friends. Friends are complicated. Friends are sloppy. Friends are disappointing. Video games friends though, are exactly that. I have my friends, Tweeds and Darden. They don't get pissed at me if I don't feel like playing games. I don't get pissed at them. But when we're on we enjoy each others company. It's friendship in its perfect form. Not playing video games had me deprived of that. I needed my friends. 

I don't know exactly what got me to start playing Destiny again. I don't think it was a strong urge. Not at first, anyways. More or less I hopped on to finish the Warmind campaign. I finished the story and I was done...for the most part. Then I started thinking about hopping back on to collect this and grind that and damn it, I'm back in.

So I'm happy. Sure this means I'm back to the disappointment of never having enough people to run a raid, and I'm back to the gamble of running across more shitty people, but I'm ready and willing finally. I miss the game. I miss having people to shoot the shit with. 

So yeah, Warlock master class lives again!