|Was I addicted to this series?|
That right there is a sign that I have no idea what makes an addiction (or obsession, or fixation, or whatever you want to call it.) Then again, I never have; when I was a kid, it seemed like everyone knew I was obsessed with whatever or whoever...except for me. It wasn't until I found out that I had a medical condition that caused such irrational devotion that I decided to make it work for me. In elementary school, when I was told I was obsessed, I denied it; in high school, I simply replied, "Yeah; so what?" If I was going to show the signs, there was no point in denying them!
Still, one thing I have realized recently is that an obsession is always a bad thing, in more than one way. Not only does it annoy people--seriously, you have no idea how many folks have gotten frustrated because there were only one or two topics I wanted to discuss--but it's also idolatry, which is sinful. I'd like to think that such behaviors have gotten better with time...but I never knew they were that bad in the first place!
When I think back on that, I realize that it was a serious case of idolatry. Though those Game Boy games could be fun, there are much more important things in life than a bunch of fictional battling "pocket monsters". I have tried to be better about not letting my interests and fun pursuits get in the way of what really matters. Have I succeeded? Not always; just last year, a former friend got rather upset because, as she said, "Some actress you're never going to meet gets more respect than a real-life friend!" I could say that my previous actions were well-intentioned, but that doesn't make them right.
|The one...the only...DEMI!|