Aronthaer
Back from Hiatus (3/18/22)
Animal Crossing has always been a stress-free, laid-back game. But I've often found that not only is it not stressful, it often helps me unwind after a long and painful day. I'd like to hear your stories on some difficult times Animal Crossing has been there to help. I'm having trouble picking just one, but I'll start.
A while back (quite a few years ago), I had a very close friend named (For the sake of her privacy, I'll call her Samantha.) We were pretty close friends, but I had had the biggest crush on her for years and it was starting to drive a bit of a wedge in our relationship. Everyone knew I had this massive crush on her, of course. It was entirely obvious. But for some reason I held on to a shred of hope that somehow, I was able to hide it from her.
anyways, we went on like this for a long time, up until last year. That's when I decided to make my move. I started complimenting her, mildly flirting, nothing major. We chatted a lot, and I kept telling her how much she meant to me, and that I couldn't imagine life without her there to cheer me up (I had and still have quite a bit of depression going on, and she was always such a ray of sunshine, trying to cheer me up). However, every time, I withheld on telling her that I was interested in her romantically, and always her reply was similar: Something along the lines of "Aww, that's so sweet" or "Thank you so much, you're a great friend too." And I know I should have taken those hints and stopped there, but I didn't. I continued on with this craziness regardless.
One day, I was eating dinner with my family when one of my parents remarked, "Hey, did you know that (Samantha's family) is moving away?" The food turned to ash in my mouth. I finished the rest of the meal in silence, got up from the table and just lay in my bed, thinking. Over five years I had been crushing on her, and it all lead to this. in a few months, she would be gone.
I started panicking. I got awkward and nervous every time I saw her, and I soon found that I couldn't even enjoy my last few months with her. I was so nervous around her, I didn't know what to do.
I meant to tell her how I felt before she left, but I didn't even get a chance to say good-bye. she didn't show up to any of the social gatherings we went to together for three weeks up until her move.
However, that summer, as I went to my church camp, I was shocked and overjoyed to see that she had been able to make it down for the weekend. I tried to spend as much time with her as possible during that period, and I must say those were some of the most enjoyable moments of my life. She agreed to stand and sing with me during the worship services, and (those of you who go to church may have already experienced this) there's this closeness you develop from doing this sort of thing together.
However, once again I missed my opportunity. She left before I could say anything, and I started to wonder if there's a reason my plans were being thwarted. In desperation, I turned to the only source I had left: E-mail. Now, this is a TERRIBLE idea, but I did it regardless. I e-mailed her about how I felt towards her, explained why I never talked to her about it in person, and told her how much she meant to me.
Now, I'm not going to copy down her whole reply (it was very long and personal) but here's some of it:
Hi Zach. Please know that anything I write from here forward is meant to help you, not harm you. Any implications or criticisms are meant kindly, and for your good.
I’m beginning to think that I have a harsh outlook on life, which, honestly, I’m grateful for. I love my Jane Austen books; I love my novels. But when things don’t go the way they’re supposed to, and people in my books freak out, I usually say, rather harshly:
1. Things aren’t so dramatic as you make them, or;
2. I get it. I get the pain, and the struggle. But whatever hardship you’re facing: it’s transient. It’s not going to last, and there are going to be so many moments of happiness and virtue ahead. To spend so much time and energy and thoughts on one situation is a waste of who you are as a person, and who you could be.
So many people mess up their lives. And I don’t mean to be harsh but, our mistakes aren’t special, and neither are we. People have gone through the same thing you’re going through millions of times. And those same people realize that the world is so full of people other than themselves. They realize that there is goodness, and joy, and peace in others. They also realize that there is brokenness, and darkness, and general crap in others. When these people come to the end of their lives, they say, “It’s all good.” Our mistakes don’t define us.
To be honest, your “mistake” of a crush is not a mistake. People love, people hate, and there’s nothing at all odd about that. Perhaps it’s just how I think, but this loving and liking thing doesn’t bother me, in itself. Honestly, and I don’t intend to be mean here, it’s worth little compared to God, or the goodness of people. When I see the whole scope of humanity, and when I study history, I think, “Wow. What are we spending our lives doing? Who are we, in comparison to God, who created this world? There is nothing in us, nothing in our lives, that even measures up to God, or even to all of history.” Isaiah 40:15 says, “Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket, and are accounted as the dust on the scales; behold, he takes up the coastlands like fine dust.”
Don’t be sorry. And if you think you should be, then know I forgive you. There is forgiveness for everything, if only you ask and mean it.
...
But that doesn’t necessarily means you have to be friends with me, just be friends with someone. To return again to my novels (I’m really sorry, they just seem to follow me around): guys have said this before to the person they like. So I know there’s probably nothing I can say that can change your mind about ‘just friends.’ I know this is going to hurt, but I don’t like you in that way, and I don’t think I ever will. I see you as a brother, and as a friend. I’m not sorry, and I hope you understand. After you read this last paragraph, please go back and read point 2 and the paragraph following it.
When I read that message, my soul was crushed. I lay in bed, too shocked even for tears. Her words went whirling through my head, and I found myself reading and rereading the note countless times. I was supposed to be in bed, but I couldn't sleep. So I reached for my comfort blanket (or in this case, a blue 3DS XL) and snapped it on.
I flipped through my game library, and found there wasn't really anything I could play that would help me sleep. Fire Emblem: Awakening was bound to upset me even more over some plot twist or character death, and I didn't feel like Pokemon or Zelda. And then, I saw New Leaf. Ah, perfect. I turned it on, booted it up, and started playing.
it was 11:00 in the game, and many of you know that one of the most beautiful songs that plays in the game plays between 11 and 12. As I started playing, I saw all of these little villagers who were genuinely concerned when I stopped playing for a few weeks, and somehow, even though it's just an AI, their never-ending cheeriness considerably brightened my day, and I went to sleep happy that night.
This is why I love Animal Crossing: It helps me get through things I couldn't on my own. and I'm so grateful for both the game series and the TBT forums, who make this game so much more enjoyable every time I put it in. thank you~
P.S. I really want to talk to Samantha again though. I haven't really talked to her since this issue and I feel kind of robbed of a friendship. I'm good friends with her sister now though, which is funny because she always hated me for liking her sister. Oh well, live and learn, I guess. I have a message to send to a certain someone. I should probably apologize for not talking to her for so long.
P.P.S. You couldn't have possibly read that entire text wall. if so, I'm extremely flattered. thank you so much for listening to a terrible story of my terrible life
P.P.P.S. Samantha probably doesn't approve of me putting her letter up in public like this, but oh well. She'll never find me hehehe
P.P.P.P.S. By the way, this is still a discussion thread, I just kinda overshadowed it with my own pitiful story. I'd love to hear how Animal Crossing has helped you through tough times before
A while back (quite a few years ago), I had a very close friend named (For the sake of her privacy, I'll call her Samantha.) We were pretty close friends, but I had had the biggest crush on her for years and it was starting to drive a bit of a wedge in our relationship. Everyone knew I had this massive crush on her, of course. It was entirely obvious. But for some reason I held on to a shred of hope that somehow, I was able to hide it from her.
anyways, we went on like this for a long time, up until last year. That's when I decided to make my move. I started complimenting her, mildly flirting, nothing major. We chatted a lot, and I kept telling her how much she meant to me, and that I couldn't imagine life without her there to cheer me up (I had and still have quite a bit of depression going on, and she was always such a ray of sunshine, trying to cheer me up). However, every time, I withheld on telling her that I was interested in her romantically, and always her reply was similar: Something along the lines of "Aww, that's so sweet" or "Thank you so much, you're a great friend too." And I know I should have taken those hints and stopped there, but I didn't. I continued on with this craziness regardless.
One day, I was eating dinner with my family when one of my parents remarked, "Hey, did you know that (Samantha's family) is moving away?" The food turned to ash in my mouth. I finished the rest of the meal in silence, got up from the table and just lay in my bed, thinking. Over five years I had been crushing on her, and it all lead to this. in a few months, she would be gone.
I started panicking. I got awkward and nervous every time I saw her, and I soon found that I couldn't even enjoy my last few months with her. I was so nervous around her, I didn't know what to do.
I meant to tell her how I felt before she left, but I didn't even get a chance to say good-bye. she didn't show up to any of the social gatherings we went to together for three weeks up until her move.
However, that summer, as I went to my church camp, I was shocked and overjoyed to see that she had been able to make it down for the weekend. I tried to spend as much time with her as possible during that period, and I must say those were some of the most enjoyable moments of my life. She agreed to stand and sing with me during the worship services, and (those of you who go to church may have already experienced this) there's this closeness you develop from doing this sort of thing together.
However, once again I missed my opportunity. She left before I could say anything, and I started to wonder if there's a reason my plans were being thwarted. In desperation, I turned to the only source I had left: E-mail. Now, this is a TERRIBLE idea, but I did it regardless. I e-mailed her about how I felt towards her, explained why I never talked to her about it in person, and told her how much she meant to me.
Now, I'm not going to copy down her whole reply (it was very long and personal) but here's some of it:
Hi Zach. Please know that anything I write from here forward is meant to help you, not harm you. Any implications or criticisms are meant kindly, and for your good.
I’m beginning to think that I have a harsh outlook on life, which, honestly, I’m grateful for. I love my Jane Austen books; I love my novels. But when things don’t go the way they’re supposed to, and people in my books freak out, I usually say, rather harshly:
1. Things aren’t so dramatic as you make them, or;
2. I get it. I get the pain, and the struggle. But whatever hardship you’re facing: it’s transient. It’s not going to last, and there are going to be so many moments of happiness and virtue ahead. To spend so much time and energy and thoughts on one situation is a waste of who you are as a person, and who you could be.
So many people mess up their lives. And I don’t mean to be harsh but, our mistakes aren’t special, and neither are we. People have gone through the same thing you’re going through millions of times. And those same people realize that the world is so full of people other than themselves. They realize that there is goodness, and joy, and peace in others. They also realize that there is brokenness, and darkness, and general crap in others. When these people come to the end of their lives, they say, “It’s all good.” Our mistakes don’t define us.
To be honest, your “mistake” of a crush is not a mistake. People love, people hate, and there’s nothing at all odd about that. Perhaps it’s just how I think, but this loving and liking thing doesn’t bother me, in itself. Honestly, and I don’t intend to be mean here, it’s worth little compared to God, or the goodness of people. When I see the whole scope of humanity, and when I study history, I think, “Wow. What are we spending our lives doing? Who are we, in comparison to God, who created this world? There is nothing in us, nothing in our lives, that even measures up to God, or even to all of history.” Isaiah 40:15 says, “Behold, the nations are like a drop from a bucket, and are accounted as the dust on the scales; behold, he takes up the coastlands like fine dust.”
Don’t be sorry. And if you think you should be, then know I forgive you. There is forgiveness for everything, if only you ask and mean it.
...
But that doesn’t necessarily means you have to be friends with me, just be friends with someone. To return again to my novels (I’m really sorry, they just seem to follow me around): guys have said this before to the person they like. So I know there’s probably nothing I can say that can change your mind about ‘just friends.’ I know this is going to hurt, but I don’t like you in that way, and I don’t think I ever will. I see you as a brother, and as a friend. I’m not sorry, and I hope you understand. After you read this last paragraph, please go back and read point 2 and the paragraph following it.
When I read that message, my soul was crushed. I lay in bed, too shocked even for tears. Her words went whirling through my head, and I found myself reading and rereading the note countless times. I was supposed to be in bed, but I couldn't sleep. So I reached for my comfort blanket (or in this case, a blue 3DS XL) and snapped it on.
I flipped through my game library, and found there wasn't really anything I could play that would help me sleep. Fire Emblem: Awakening was bound to upset me even more over some plot twist or character death, and I didn't feel like Pokemon or Zelda. And then, I saw New Leaf. Ah, perfect. I turned it on, booted it up, and started playing.
it was 11:00 in the game, and many of you know that one of the most beautiful songs that plays in the game plays between 11 and 12. As I started playing, I saw all of these little villagers who were genuinely concerned when I stopped playing for a few weeks, and somehow, even though it's just an AI, their never-ending cheeriness considerably brightened my day, and I went to sleep happy that night.
This is why I love Animal Crossing: It helps me get through things I couldn't on my own. and I'm so grateful for both the game series and the TBT forums, who make this game so much more enjoyable every time I put it in. thank you~
P.S. I really want to talk to Samantha again though. I haven't really talked to her since this issue and I feel kind of robbed of a friendship. I'm good friends with her sister now though, which is funny because she always hated me for liking her sister. Oh well, live and learn, I guess. I have a message to send to a certain someone. I should probably apologize for not talking to her for so long.
P.P.S. You couldn't have possibly read that entire text wall. if so, I'm extremely flattered. thank you so much for listening to a terrible story of my terrible life

P.P.P.S. Samantha probably doesn't approve of me putting her letter up in public like this, but oh well. She'll never find me hehehe
P.P.P.P.S. By the way, this is still a discussion thread, I just kinda overshadowed it with my own pitiful story. I'd love to hear how Animal Crossing has helped you through tough times before

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