suure, outside circumstances make your life soo miserable, and you poor thing have no choice but to escape into drugs and rock'n'roll, and all sorts of nasty stuff like video games, so you can finally forget your terrible existential pain. bad, evil circumstances don't allow you to become a productive member of society so you could produce precious GDP to further the advancement of humanity by breeding fungi or categorising butterflies. shame on these awful outside circumstances that oppress you so you have to waste the best years of your life playing these stupid games, instead of becoming a corporate drone, a marketer, a lawyer, or even a politician, the epitome of productivity. surely you deserve more, and if only the world knew your true worth, things would be soo different. as is, you're a victim of circumstances beyond your control, like a speck of dust caught in a tornado. moreover, it's not just your problem, no no sir. we're all in grave danger, because these evil video games perform genocide on the humanity by annihilating whole bloodlines. they also shot your dog, made unwanted advances towards your imaginary better half, and scammed your poor old granny out of her life savings. oh and this painful rash on your underside? that's because of video games too!
cool story bro, i almost shed a tear. i'd look into a career as a yt influencer if i were you.