6 years since my last blog... My, how time flies. Guess there's no time like the present to throw an update out there and see how it sticks!
Consider yourself warned, though, I'm going to get a little personal. Hopefully not creepy, though ;)
It's amazing how gaming can be like music and signify different times in your life. Games have also gotten me through a lot. Over the course of the years since my last blog, I've read articles about how gaming can help manage pain, if used properly. Gaming involves so many of your senses (and even more with the improvement of VR) it really can take you away from your thoughts, troubles and pain by shifting your senses from those issues into focus on the game experience. Like anything, there's a time and a place, healthy and unhealthy practices; if you're not careful, you forget to deal with your pain and it becomes like an addiction.
For me, gaming has been a blessing. While I have definitely games too much on occasion, I still get my stuff done for the most part. The last 6 years have been very up and down. Today, however, I write from the perspective of a broken heart. Here's how I got here.
About 9 or so years ago, I broke up with a really sad person. I will be blunt, he was emotionally abusive and that relationship changed me forever--some for better but some for worse. That's just how life is anyway, we go through things and we change. During the breakup process, he tormented me because I could not legally kick him out as he was on the lease. I finally bribed him to sign off the lease and leave, but that was some of the roughest time in my life. But gaming helped get me through it. I mined all over in Terraria, built super cool glass storage homes and decorated with all sorts of torches, I think it's the demon torches that have the rainbow RGB effect, super cool! I could lose myself for hours and flex my creative, productive muscles.
Deus Ex: Human Revolution also transported me away from the pain. That game was so good I had dreams of jumping off rooftops, knocking two baddies heads together all stealthy-like and getting my sneak on! Playing as Adam Jensen, a strong but complicated dude fighting for what's right, gave me a sense of justice that was lacking in my own life, and it felt good to be humanity's helper.
About a year later, I met another man online. I really didn't want to meet anyone online as that's how I met my ex, but long story short he was here on GS and friends with a super cool chick here so I figured I'd say hi back after he reached out. We played online games together almost every night and made a great team. A year later, we met in person and he was everything he said he was. Fast forward another 6 years and we got engaged in November of 2019. I'll get back to that in a bit.
In between all that, about the same time I'd met my fiance in person, I moved from California to Rhode Island to change jobs within the company. I was a field engineer near Sacramento, CA, for a global company, and ended up transferring to our corporate office to run classes training new field engineers and communicating our field engineering work to wider audiences. I had so much fun! It was a grueling job, but I loved it. Even when I had a few groups of students who were sourpots and hated me--how do I know? They told me in the survey lolcry! Eh, that's life. Sure it hurt at the time, but I used their critique, even as unprofessionally personal as it was, to get stronger. I also developed a bond with a great team of trainers that I still hang out with today.
During that time, I didn't game much, but I always brought my Alienware laptop with me to the hotel I stayed at when we trained. Lots of years I was gone 75+ nights for work. Great for hotel points, bad for energy! But, again, I loved my job and put everything I had into helping people succeed (even if that sometimes meant I had to dole out tough love or teach them about disappointment lol). I can barely remember what I played back then except mostly probably Borderlands 1/2, I know I got through Ghost Recon Advanced Warfighter 1/2 with my fiance and a bunch of other stuff. I do know that I tried to get a few hours in the evening a few nights a week if possible to relax and get my brain away from work.
About 3 years ago (I don't even know if my timeline matches up haha), I transferred from training since it was a "temporary" 3-5 year gig to our research department, a fete one of our esteemed standards writers like to tell our class (before my move) didn't happen..."field engineers don't go into research". Challenge accepted and mission complete. I figured I would have better hours and not take work home with me and get to flex my lab brain muscles.
I can admit when I'm wrong. Let me put it this way: I LOVE what I do, but I hate the environment. What it pretty much boils down to is that I've never been the one to really operate big equipment and such, and nobody in research management really knew what my job was supposed to be when I moved! So they just kind of stuck me where I am now and I'm making the best of it. My current job is to operate large scale equipment and systems that provide services to the various labs throughout our fire testing building. These systems (air exhaust and smoke cleaning, water for fire control, heptane/propane to fuel fires, etc.) are shared between labs and sometimes changing conditions in one lab for test purposes can significantly impact conditions in other labs, so there's quite an important learning curve. Improper operations could lead to someone getting hurt, not to mention it could cost the company a TON of money for the larger tests or damage expensive equipment. No pressure there!
I love systems, though, and even though my MS is in Mechanical and Aeronautical Engineering, I think of myself as more of a systems engineer, identifying how the details of system operations impact the bigger picture between all labs and how improved operations help the company succeed. I quickly ended up identifying safer, less risky and more efficient operating methods and went to work documenting them in a way many different levels of education could use them and ended up training the operators on these new procedures, and including them in the development. Being a highly male dominated workplace, many didn't seem to take too kindly to a new female employee, MS in Engineering or not, being put in charge of procedures and training as they saw that as me "telling them what to do". I even had a higher manager complain to his boss in front of me AND his team I was teaching, "why HER? Why do we have to listen to HER?" So that was fun. Ish.
More recently, I've started actively controlling water for large fire tests, which is scary as heck. One type of test we conduct is the validation of fire protection criteria (what kind of fire sprinklers you need at your ceiling or near the hazard and how much water needs to come out of each sprinkler) for various hazards like warehouse storage in racks over 50 ft high and ignitable liquid spill fires. My goal in these tests after setting up the proper air to feed the fire and clear out the smoke is to control this water delivery within sometimes very tight tolerances. If we are testing a sprinkler at a certain pressure, then, as the fire heats up and sprinklers open (we do not know when each sprinkler will open or how many will open during our test), we have part of our system controlling this pressure automatically, but manual intervention is often required. It is currently not feasible, and perhaps not even possible with today's technology, to control the entire system automatically since our tests vary so widely through all parameters. So my job is to watch the system and manually intervene if it looks like the system will not control within our tolerance.
This pretty much makes it a twitch reflex video game with tens of thousands (or more) of dollars on the line! I study the sprinkler arrangement, flows and pressures, review previous tests that may be similar, and identify the best automatic parameters to help us succeed. Once the test starts, I watch the system with an intensity that leaves me exhausted after each test, identifying if and when I need to intervene and what exact actions to take. If intervention is seriously needed, sometimes I will have to make 3 critical decisions within 5 seconds. And, if I twitch wrong and slide the valve control too high, or not high enough, I can deviate from specifications and I can fail the test. As I took on more and more responsibility with work, and dealing with the hostile environment there of people going behind my back, operating equipment improperly, blatantly ignoring my operational directions despite management saying they need to listen to me, it left me with little capacity for any other stress in my life. I ended up defaulting to games like Vintage Story and Valheim (though troll raids stress me out to no end when I'm trying to build the exterior wall to my compound! Grrrr), Stardew Valley and Animal Crossing: New Horizons. The games are fun, but I'm pretty much using them to get my mind off work as my mind will spin and spin with how to solve problems there or running through my gameplan for the next test. But it has also made me kind of boring. I long for more headshots and for the feeling of saving humanity one stealthy head cracking at a time!
Back to the personal side of things. I had to wait so long to get engaged. My fiance is in another country, so things took a lot longer, like getting to know each other, meeting each others' families, stuff like that. And being thousands of miles away from my own friends and family for those 6 years made me very lonely. So, when we got engaged, I felt like my life was finally moving forward, that I would be able to hang out with my best friend every day sometime in the near future and I wouldn't be alone so much anymore.
That hope was short lived, however. Three weeks after our engagement, a family tragedy struck, leaving my fiance saddled with an extraordinary amount of responsibility that he was unprepared for, and I could not help him with. I still went to see him for the 2020 New Year as I had every year since we'd met, though. That's the last time I saw him.
If you can't guess why, you might want to crawl out from under that wonderful rock you've been living in (and maybe rent it out to me? Sounds like an awesome vacation spot!) and read up on the current pandemic! His country's borders closed and with his responsibilities he couldn't come visit me anyway. Still, I felt helpless to support him through his troubles, and extremely lonely being in lockdown alone. My work closed in early March 2020, but reopened end of May 2020. Going back in to run equipment for fire tests was extremely stressful, and the way management handled it was disappointing, to be extremely gracious and pretty much avoiding telling people how I really feel about their level of competency in communications so I don't get in trouble should anyone know me IRL. I was beyond stressed out and I got burned out quickly due to lack of resources on site and some really bad attitudes. And it was half way through the current run of the pandemic that I took on the extra, stressful role of active fire testing. It has taken every ounce of cognitive ability to focus on these tests and perform well. I'm not alone in the stress, one of the upper managers I wholeheartedly respect has been in my shoes and has been one of my trainers and gave me the kindest words after my first big fire test about how few people have done this job and know of the stress that comes with it. That keeps me going.
Two weeks ago, I failed my first test. Time actually went by faster than I thought, even though I was paying critical attention to the test, and I did not take action fast enough. There were several additional factors I could not control, but I still failed. Every operator has failed before. I knew I wouldn't get in trouble, but it hit really hard. I worked hard to prepare and . We had to redo the test and I nailed it the next time. I learned from that experience that sometimes your best won't be good enough.
That's life. Lessons learned, all that. But after another grueling week of not being able to sleep and SHTF at work and trying to fix things, I had the worst bombshell dropped right on my head. My fiance told me that he realized many months ago that he felt he was no longer able to keep a really important promise he made to me when we got engaged and was just telling me now. I won't go into detail but I can't help feeling betrayed and am now trying to sift through the rubble to find something salvageable, even if it's just myself.
I don't know what this means for my future. My life, my job, myself. But for the time being, maybe I can throw myself into a few good games and let my brain sort itself out and maybe dull some of the pain, but maybe also make a few new fun memories. Xenoblade Chronicles (DE), I'm looking at you! Hopefully my next post will be a bit more positive.
Stay well and stay safe. And take care of yourself and others.
-z
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