Tell it to my Nine

I'm done. I'm through with you. I'm fed up and I can't..no, I'm not going to take it anymore. We've been together a long time, but enough is enough. I've put up with your crazy friends, I've put up with your periods of depression, your shilling, your bad attitude, your double standards, and you're attitude of overall apathy towards my feelings. You've been caught sleeping around like a cheap floozy, and I won't allow you to disrespect me or waste my time any more. I'm through with you...

Yes, I'm done with you, traditional game media. I can't deal with you because, basically, to be frank and earnest, you're full of shit. You've been taking advantage of me for much too long.

I'm sorry to have to be so blunt with you, but It's true. To illustrate why I can't live with you as a part of my daily life any longer, for the next few posts, I'm going to show you exactly what I'm talking about when I say:

I can't trust you enough to love you anymore, and I can't love you enough to trust you any more.

Goodbye.