When I was young I read a lot of books, all fiction. Science fiction and mystery stories were how I spent my free time. Oh well, at least I have a good vocabulary now.
The problem was, video games became basically my life. As I had nothing else more interesting to take up my free time, what took up my time was all I thought about no matter where I was. When I was at work I was trying to figure out how to beat the next boss monster in my current video game. Even when I started going to church again, I wouldn't really hear the pastor preach......... I was impatient to get back home so I could play more games. When a person would go up for prayer I might mumble a few prayer-like words, but I might as well have saved the effort - I wasn't really praying. A thing that was supposed to take up free time had become more important to me than the things I should have spent my time on.
I realized there was a bit of a conflict for some years, and I would try to limit time for video games. I would go for more than a week without playing and never miss it, so I would consider maybe it wasn't such a problem. But then I'd go back to playing and be in the same state as before - video games were all I thought about again, because that's all I put in my mind.
One day on the way to work I argued with God the whole length of the highway about this. My primary argument was, "If I stop playing video games, what will I do with all my free time?" God said, "Plenty!" I doubted it, but I know God's voice by now so I decided to get rid of them. When I got to work I even called my grandmother and told her my decision, so I wouldn't be able to easily renege on it when I got home (I realize I'm good at rationalizing and thought it best to sabotage myself in that direction from the start.)
