Tabletop gamers love to argue. For some of us, it is as much a part of the hobby as actually playing. At some point in any lengthy disagreement between enthusiasts someone will say, “I don’t know what you are all getting worked up about, it’s just a game.”
It is usually meant as a dismissive statement. This “elf game” hobby isn’t all that important, not really. It’s not worth arguing over. It isn’t worth getting upset about. It isn’t worth being invested in financially, temporally, or emotionally.
When I was 19, I was in a deep dark hole. I was depressed. Horribly depressed. I had joined the Marine Corps a little less than a year before. I completed boot camp. Went to the school of infantry and on to the Fleet Marine Force. And I was disappointed, disillusioned and miserable. I found out that many, if not most of my…
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