By Grace Nonemaker
Now this is the slingshot. Because I hadn’t eaten, cleaned or really done anything else besides the essentials, the “everything else” I let go piled up. Now these things I had ignored when I was addicted to this game seemed like mountains and I felt overwhelmed. When I looked around me and saw the mess, when my stomach hurt, when my skin was breaking out from not washing my face, when my relationships became distant — this was when my depression set in. I felt guilty, uncomfortable and I saw that spending that time was a complete waste, so I fell into depression.