Quit WoW Addiction, Win at Life.

How its addicting.

The biggest illusion in the game is that you have

control in the building oy your character. YOU DONT

The game is heavily manipulted by WOW. Your

character is toned down at some point in the game.

The battlefields are toned down as well. Thats why

weeks go by and your side sucks.

After things start to suck you have have 2 choices

to make. Start a new character or play all the

levels out hoping your character will revive. It

doesnt and you start another character. This repeats

over and over.

Your chasing a carrot on a stick. Hard core drug

addicts call there addiction "Chasing the draggon".

Get it?


I want my brothers back

I would like some help regarding the WOW and addiction. I would like to help my siblings understand the WOW is an addiction. I feel alone as in the only person in our family that really cares enough to do something. My parents ignore it or are in denial please can someone reach out to me that has a loved one in or is the loved one in this predicament. And please for the users of WOW this addiction affects your family in a way you may never understand we love you guys and want you to be a part of our lives and are tired of waiting for Raids to end so we can see your faces for 5 minutes while you eat only to have you take your plate and disappear. It hurts and we love you....


Son commits suicide

My son committed suicide Nov. 2010. His addiction to WoW had ruined his marriage. He cried because he could not stop. When his wife said she was leaving him he shot himself.
Dad in Dallas


4 Years Later

I started playing WoW back in the summer of 2005. From the very first day I began playing, I loved Azeroth. The magical environment, the inspirational soundtrack, thousands of real people playing and the variety of things you could do in this world captivated me. I never lost interest in the game. For the first two years, I played causually, only on weekends and in the holidays, until the release of TBC. That's when everything became serious, when I became addicted.

I'm not entirely sure why I suddenly became addicted upon the release of TBC. I never raided, or PVP'd seriously. I never belonged to a top ranking guild either. In fact, I spent most of my time happily questing away in the Outland, with the occasional PuG. I think it was because of my long six week summer holiday, I just had the time to invest in WoW, and got wrapped up in it too much.

It was my parents who noticed my addiction. I've always done well at school, been very close to family, had a good social life, worked on the weekends for my parents' business and enjoyed many activities. However, during my addicition, I hated, truly hated, going out with family during my 'WoW time.' I never organised anything with my friends, I sulked about having to work during the weekends, I dropped all my interests... just because of WoW. I became withdrawn, irritable and lifeless. My parents noticed, so for the sake of me, they cancelled my WoW subscription, and took my computer away.
I don't remember much after that, for the next few months. All I remember was that I was constantly pining for WoW, and the days were slow, agonizing and depressing. I'm not sure when I pulled out of the trance, but I definitely did. It is possible to pass that painful stage of craving.

Now, about four years later, i'm going to be sitting my GCSEs in less than a weeks time. I'm a straight A/A* student, and I will be attending college this September. I cherish spending time with family and friends, I'm thinking of going into either Law or Medicine as a career, and I have lots to look forward to. It is possible to get your real life back on track again.

Looking bad, I was young and foolish. The worst thing for me though is that I lost a lot of trust from my parents, and I know how much I disappointed them. It's taken me years to rebuild that trust. However, I don't despise WoW. I actually have many good memories on that game, I've become a lot more mature and appreciative and I learnt some life lessons from there too. I began playing again this January, just for three hours every saturday night, to help me relax, and it's been going well. If I ever find myself thinking about it too much, I remind myself of those days, and put things back into perspective. WoW is fun if you play in moderation, but please, if you know that you won't be able to do that, just drop it, cold turkey style, as difficult as that may be. I was forced to do it, and I managed - so can you.

Now, I'm moving on in life, and enjoying it too. If you're thinking about quitting yourself, don't conjure up excuses to put it off, or deny that you're addicted when you know you are. Face up to reality and move on. I'm 100% sure that if you do that, you won't regret it, and in a years time, you will look back on WoW with a different outlook and realise many things that you never saw before. Good luck! :)


my thoughts, after three years in real life :)

Hi. Great site. I am 23. I used to play video games since I was a child, especially enjoyed ones with multiplayer options.. Diablo 2 was my favourite. I could progress really easily, gather fancy things for my characters, time was flying. I spent so much time online I almost dropped out of high school after missing three months straight. My father worked abroad during the week and my mother thought I am at school.

I got to a point where I got very angry with Diablo, I even burnt the CDs ritually. I always thought when I played that I could have spent all this time with meaningful things.

It was about the last year in high school with pressure on assessments when I joined my classmate in World of Warcraft. I loved the game and I could play it anytime. I had no plans for next year either. It was fun, playing with friends, progressing easily. I spent about 150+ days gametime online.

I got fed up and I tried deleting my characters, my account, changing passwords. I always managed to get them back somehow... I wrote a lot on forums discussing my wow addiction to try and find out how to get rid of the game.

My admission to the university I applied to was unsuccessful and my cousin invited me to work in England. I went there and worked as a luggage porter. From there I was changing letters with a girl I liked in Hungary and then we met in year.

Since I met her I barely play video games at all. I got enrolled in a degree program in Art Media Design and work in a hotel at the moment...

We have easter break from school, I should be finishing off work for briefs and now I have the itch of playing WoW. I played with the trial, and it's still the same thing as it was before. My mind tries to convince me, play, it is useful, blah blah blah, but I know it is an excuse, easy satisfaction source. Natural, biological process which feed on these games. After a while it leads definitely nowhere.

There are so much more to life one can do.

Be strong. Take responsibility. You are the boss of your life after all. Not blizzard or anyone else. Try yoga, wall climbing, zazen, painting, drawing, japanese films, italian films, animation, tanning under the sun, read philosophy, or anything you find worthy... You can get "experience" and professions out there that will make you thousand times more satisfied than anything in world of warcraft.


drugs, homeless, lost my son, foreclosed upon

I had it all... a son, owned a house, a great paying job, a handsome boyfriend, and great friends and family. This is until I found WoW in 2005.

My addiction caused me to neglect my boyfriend to the point that he started a Role Play relationship with a girl we played WoW with and he ended up meeting her and cheating on me. We struggled to keep it together but our relationship fell apart.

About a year later, I lost my job. I played WoW non-stop and was only getting 2-3 hours of sleep a night, which made me tardy and absent a lot. A single parent with a huge mortgage and no job is depressing so I got more into WoW. About 5 months after I lost my job, my 4-year old son was removed from my custody because I would no longer cook for him, bath him, take him to appointments, etc. Then just 9 months after I lost my job, my house was foreclosed on. I really didn't care. Loosing my son let me play WoW uninterupted. Loosing my home wasn't a concern as long as it didn't cut into my WoW time.

I started out living with my parents but after only 3 days of them yelling at me about playing WoW, my Dad unplugged my PC while I was in the middle of a raid. I couldn't stay there. I moved in with a WoW friend that lived about an hour from my parents. I was there 3 months and he was making it clear he expected sex in payment of me living there free, and I refused. Eventually, he took my stuff and set it on the curb. I walked to the library, where I could communicate with my WoW freinds and I immediately got Paypal so I could get a bus ticket to Washigton (all the way across the county). I hopped in the bus with just my PC and a backpack of personal items. There I lived in a house with 5 bachelors... I slept on the couch but felt at home and like they were family. We all played WoW but I was the only person in the house without a job... all the others had a least a part-time job. Being the only woman, I felt they expected me to clean up but I couldn't because that cut into my WoW time. After I had lived there about 4 months, I was told I had to get a job and help with the rent, utilities, and beer. I was devastated and refused. Once I had been there 6 months, I was told I had to move or get a job. I got a job at a restaurant one of the roomies worked at and lasted part-time for a week. It was shortly after that when I found out that I could make more money than any of the roomies by working 1 night a week so I started working Saturday nights at a strip club (and I had always been modest prior to this). It was perfect, about $1000.00 a week, all the time in the world to play WoW, my roomies were happy, and life was sunshiny.

While stripping, I was introduced to cocaine! OMG! A drug that allowed me to play WoW even more! I was hooked. As cocaine became to expensive, I was turned onto meth, which was less expensive and kept me awake for up to 5 days at a time. I turned my 5 good-old boy roomies into meth addicts in no time. For the 1st 3-4 months, it was great! Then the meth effects took hold and I became skin and bones and had sores on my face and body, which caused me to lose my job as a stripper. The phycological effects of meth caused fighting in the house and some of the roomies started to move out. At the end it was me and 2 of the guys left and we had all lost our jobs. Eviction came 2 months later.

I again reached out to my WoW friends. This time I was given a paid flight to Southern California to stay with yet another male friend. I had no money and no contacts to meth so I cleaned up. My WoW addiction was still stronger than ever. I actually entered a relationship with this guy but it ended after the previous roomies told him I used to strip. I was only there 6 weeks before I had to leave.

I had switched servers and guilds when the tattleing occured so now I was with a whole new group of people and wasn't as close to them. Luckily, I hit the big time when I met a french canadian and I was off to Montreal Quebec by bus. I fell in love with him... head over heels in love with him. The way I felt about him made me want to do things for him, to cook, to have dates outside of WoW. I still had a strong WoW addiction but I was able to pull myself away for short periods of time, although, I did end up anxious and panicing to log back in quickly. I started clubbing every Saturday night with some friends and I felt this helped my WoW addiction a lot. It was about 3 months into my life in Montreal that I was re-exposed to cocaine and became heavily addicted. My boyfriend made crazy amounts of money so it was too easy for me to maintain large quantities of cocaine. Of course, once he found out I was using drugs to allow me to play more WoW, he made me leave.

I was depressed and exhausted. I started realizing how my life was and I felt ashamed for the 1st time. I called home and my parents flew me back to Wisconsin. I struggled a lot but had help from my family. I went into rages when I couldn't play WoW, I began cutting myself, and I was severly depressed. I would sneak away to play WoW or hide my car around the block so they wouldn't know I was home and played WoW in the basement.

I struggled for awhile longer, especially when Cataclysm came out. A month ago, I entered therapy. I have not logged into WoW in 17 days. It is very hard and I yearn to play but I know that my life will be nothing if I do not beat this. I have cut off all contact (phone, vent, forums, text, etc) with all my WoW friends. I have therapy 3 days a week and I have diversions... visits with my son, shopping with my family, movie nights with my family, and a myriad of other activities to keep me away from WoW.