Grade school was the worst experience of my life and I ate my feelings. I was never obese, but I was heavy enough for it to be noticeable. Because of how much I hated who I was, I became very sarcastic and grew a thick (metaphorical) skin. Being a teenaged girl is shit, especially when the only thing I was proud of, my high marks in class and my drive to get a great career in science, weren't supported by pop culture, especially for females. People thought it was weird that I only had a few friends and that I liked to be alone. But then I rediscovered gaming. My dad got a 360 for the holidays and I started playing Mass Effect. What I found was a new group of friends, a female protagonist who wasn't treated differently for never growing a penis in the womb, and I no longer ate to feel happy.
Yes, I still have some social anxieties and few friends, but I like me, and I like having only a few friends. I'm much more confident, I open up to people, and people like me more because of it. I'm still heavily sarcastic, but so's the rest of my family so it's an environmental thing. I'm not skinny, but these days, I eat when I need to, not because I can't stop myself. And I think I look damn good.
It's not all because of gaming. I've always gamed in some capacity. I was a helpless Sims 1 and then 2 addict for months at a time. When I was 8, Diablo 2 ensnared me like no game has since. When Donkey Kong Country came out I played it even though it was too difficult for such a young person to understand. I think gaming was waiting for me to rediscover it. It was what I needed to help me transition to adulthood.
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