WoW addiction is a painful thing, of this I am certain. Though its roots lie more in the individual personality of the addict than in the tendency of the game to lure players.
I found myself one night back from high school bored and as usual without any activity to amuse myself, and so i turned to a game that had only since been hinted by old friends at jr high, as "wow".
Seeing as i had so little interests in my life to occupy myself, i dived in, and the first high of excitement had me hooked.
It struck a chord with me, as i had been previously addicted to other MMORPG's and found them all unnappealing but powerfully luring.
My social life, or lack thereof, is in part to blame, seeing as what few relationships i did find broke down or had very little meaning to them. A steady downward spiral helped on by the promise of virtual reality ensued.
Many of you I'm sure had become aware, that after a significant span of time had passed, you found yourselves envying the person on the screen rather than the one in the mirror.
The promise of endless occupation was too good to resist, and so did i fall prey to my need for self gratification.
To my initial point, I am now leaving the game, hopefully for good, having found no more enjoyment is bartering time for Purple Pixels.
I'm left with the hefty task of assigning meaning to a now mostly empty life, and with every passing moment my will is tested to avoid a relapse. The game itself is uninstalled and so has its replacement, Starcraft II, which had become a fallback addiction.
So many things in life can be taken to heinous extremes if we find ourselves lacking balance. I hope this can serve as some sort of catharsis for those trying to find the power to speak on their own behalf. You are not alone.
Ok i shared my story with you all some time ago, (and the vid section thanks admin) and sypathise with the stories i have just read greatly. But deleting your characters is really important to stop playing. I relapsed and spent many more weeks because i didnt do that first time I decided to quit. Ive now done the following:
*Take photo of all the disks
*Snap them to pieces
*take more photos
*Email blizzard to please delete account. (There is no functionality on the website to do this - awaiting reply)
*Post images in forums to cause discussion.
If you do this, just remember to delete your characters first, you could get some great youtube hits if you record it. I should have done that.
I didnt delete characters before uninstalling, i should of filmed myself deleting them before uninstalling. The reply from blizzard will be posted here when i recieve it.
Thanks, see you again. Good Luck all
I finally quit wow after 4+ years playing back in May 2010. It's been 10 months. I quit the cold turkey route. Told my wife it was for good, canceled my account, handed over the reins of my raid guild to whom I thought would keep it going for those that stuck with the game.
I was neglecting my family, wife and 2 young children. I would play whenever I could get away with it; when I told my wife I was going to play, and many times when I told her I wasn't. This included lying to her about playing nearly every day. It's a great way to destroy a marriage, and I'm lucky I was able to salvage mine.
To keep myself distracted, I decided to focus myself on getting in shape. I wasn't in terrible shape, probably 15-20 lbs overweight, but I wasn't exercising at all. I started running, and eventually decided that I liked it so much I gave myself a goal to run a 1/2 marathon. My first race is this weekend, and I couldn't be more excited. I've gone from not being able to run a full mile, to now hoping to complete the 1/2 mara in under 2 hours.
Think about that...not able to run a mile. That's what WoW can do to you. Not to mention destroy important relationships in your life. If you're abandoning exercise and your friends/family to play this game, then you need to really think about getting away from it before it destroys you in more ways than one.
I've been looking for a way to contact the site owners because our stories are so similar. So much in fact that we both created websites about similar themes. This website focuses on helping the individual on the path of recovery while mine satires the WoW experience (hence www.worldofwowcrack.com). If the site owner sees this, please contact me through the website.
My addiction story goes far beyond the norm for Wowaholics and it's a miracle to be able to tell you parts of this story today. Shrinking from 6'4" 210 all muscle athlete and scholar at UCLA to a 6'4" wowaholic weighing in at 150 lbs., malnourished, and obsessed with raiding on anything and everything with the most "hard-core" guilds in North America.
To reduce the amount of time required to eat, take in fluid, and use the bathroom, the best system to accomplish the most efficient means of sustaining life while playing WoW consisted of drinking only enough fluid to survive but not necessitate a bathroom trip, eat only enough food for nourishment but not enough to require time away from the PC at bad moments (any moment away from wow was a bad moment), and of course, raid with an empty plastic bottle by my side to eliminate the need to afk.
That's just the tip of the iceberg.
Over the last three years I have accumulated 120 days /played across my characters, give or take time spent messing around on alts since deleted. I decided to quit two years ago for college, but found myself not replacing it with anything else. I got bored and despondent. Increasingly all I looked forward to was the next expansion, and when it was released I went back and spent most of my waking hours playing. On Christmas Eve that year I was running Violet Hold until 2AM; I started playing again in earnest and barely survived the academic year. After term ended my entire waking life consisted in the game and a part-time job; I was a bleeding-edge raider in Ulduar and had Sarth 3D under my belt. It was only when I got seriously sick in the autumn that I stopped playing - the cycle was broken only when I couldn't sit up after abdominal surgery. When I reloaded the game it seemed pointless and I went back into the real world.
That winter one of my former raiding buddies told me to go back. I said no any number of times, until I gave in. I don't know why, can't rationally say a good reason why I did. I just wanted to. When the client was done loading I sat there for a good hour staring at the button. I felt sick just thinking about it, and the things the game had cost me. I felt like throwing up as I clicked it, but I was back in the game. Eventually I got sucked into the new content and everything was the way it was before, for a couple of weeks at least. But the friends I'd made on hiatus pulled me through. They had no idea I played, but they kept me out of the house and gave me a reason not to stay online. My college grades improved dramatically and I had a genuine social life for the first time since I'd started playing.
In the summer break from college, however, they weren't there. I started to play again. By the time Cataclysm was released, I was dealing with several pressures in real life and retreated back into the game. For the first month of release I was back to playing almost nonstop. I attempted to quit again two months ago, but today I had a chance encounter with an acquaintance who still plays. My life is currently going well, and I know that will change if I start playing again. But there's still this burning desire to reinstall and go back. Please, somebody remind me why I don't want to do that. I can feel my will slipping, I can see myself losing my identity again into this meaningless, unfulfilling fantasy world. I don't want my highest ambition to be becoming a Gladiator on my Frost Mage, but those desires are descending on me.
For the majority of my life I told myself I would never be with and therefore never marry someone who was addicted to football. Fast forward to me today and now I’m adding “addicted to WOW or any video game” in general to my manta. The phrase, “everything in moderation” is synonymous with this manta. In the beginning of this relationship I’m in now, my boyfriend and I talked about his gaming. I should have seen this as a warning sign; call me naive but I just saw it as drawing our boundaries. On our drive to pick up my dream dog in a city 4 hours away, he told me that he will not have a girl tell him to stop gaming; that is how he socializes with his friends; whom he knows in “RL” but hardly does anything with in “RL”. Before I continue, let me explain that I am big gamer myself, whether it is Halo, Gears of War, Call of Duty, Fable, and some WOW. So understanding that, when he said he wouldn’t stop gaming, I viewed it from my perspective; I enjoy playing video games, why would I want to take him away from something he enjoys. My response then, was of course! There’s no way I could do that to you, to anyone! Press fast forward again. I’m still in the relationship, but we’ve had many a fight and some being about his gaming. I wonder if he has a better relationship with his level 85 “toons” then he does with me. I’ve contemplated giving him an ultimatum, me or the game. But I can’t, I can’t do it. I’m unsure if it’s because I think he’ll choose WOW; or if it’s because I fear how he’ll respond in general. I don’t enjoy making him angry, it scares me actually; not meaning he abuses me, but that I cannot stand confrontation, and making someone mad at me. Am I ridiculous? Ridiculous for thinking that he would even change? Why do we (girls) do this! We get sucked into a relationship and when the biggest factor of your happiness is challenged, we try and fix it. You can’t FIX him. If he doesn’t want to be fixed/changed/bettered, then move on. But, I can’t. Call it ignorant bliss, but I say it’s my hope, my hope for a happy life; that and I don’t think I can handle “dating” again. The worse part about dating someone with an addiction, is that they don’t think they have an addiction and take offense to being considered addicted to WOW. You start to try and convince yourself that he’s not, but every day you see yourself slowly but surely being ignored and the little or big signs that he’s just not as into you as he is this game make themselves obvious again. It’s scary, especially when you live with him and your lease doesn’t end for several more months. My stomach is turning now, because I’m scared of what’s to come in the near future. I’m a strong and confident woman, I deserve the world. However, I’m not that person 24/7 with him. I’m scared of going home tonight; I don’t want to see him mad, or angry at me for posting this. I just don’t know what to do anymore. He says he’s not addicted. Yet, it sure seems like he enjoys spending time on this game far more than he does spending time with me. I’m not competing with a game, because I know it will always be there for him. And I know, that I won’t be, that I can’t be. I will not be that girl. I want someone who wants to spend time with me, that wants to explore the real world with me. I think the only thing holding me here in this place is fear of the unknown; as well as fear of the next few months in this lease. Can I hold tight to my beliefs? Do I have it in me to put my foot down and say “enough is enough”?