Twelve emblems adorn the right side of my profile page here. I used to care. Right now, I don't. I can't. They don't matter. None of it does.
It's just not important. None of it is. Not being an officer in the CCU, not being an officer in the DS Union, nor even being a GameSpot moderator. It doesn't really matter if I can get the CCU focused on graphics as much as written contributions. It doesn't matter if I can get the DS Union to take off. Heaven knows we've got good people as officers and some great ideas, but it just doesn't matter.
I've spent just under a month as a GameSpot moderator, and it's been pretty cool. Now, when someone does something in the forums that is against GameSpot's Terms of Use, I can nip it in the bud myself. I love that. It's not a power thing. It's about helping keep the forums on the very best gaming website clean and friendly. It's an honor to be doing this, but really, it just doesn't matter. Or rather, to say it better, I can't let it matter. Not now.
I've let this dream of becoming a video game journalist fog my vision for too long now. I have a wife, and two great kids, and an obligation to serve my country to the best of my ability. Granted, I'll never give up on my dreams, but right now the returns fail to justify the sacrifices. Perhaps there are people here on GameSpot that want me to such an end that they feel they need me. But they don't. My busy wife Amanda needs me. She needs me to shoulder more of the day-to-day responsibility she could once carry on her own. That was before she started working. She needs to know that when she's gone, I'm giving Arielle and Adam my fullest, most devoted attention; that they are better than "taken care of". That they are loved. And they are. I don't love anything more, and I never will.
To say that I need to rethink my priorities doesn't fully capture the state of my situation. I've been a reasonably good husband, but I can be so much better. . . so much. I'm a loving daddy, but I don't give myself to my children like they deserve. It kills me that I've let it come this far, but it's not too late to do right by them.
I have to go for awhile -- at least long enough to remember what is truly important and what isn't. To remember what matters, and what doesn't. When I find the balance, perhaps then I'll come back.
This is sure to be a very long hiatus, and it's certainly possible that I might not be the same when and if I come back to GameSpot full swing. If it costs me my mod badge, that's okay. If it costs me my status in the CCU and in the DS Union, I'll live. I'm not a quitter--I refuse to be one--but sometimes you have to know when it's time to let go. And for me, that time has come.
Farewell.
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