…I had a day pretty recently where I spent the whole day playing video games to avoid crippling depression from sneaking up on me. And I felt pretty guilty about it, because … well… You know the stereotype. Fat, unwashed loser in his mum’s basement who plays video games instead of having a Real Life. No one wants to be that guy.
But then I thought about it for a minute. And I realised- playing video games (or reading, or watching movies/shows, or engaging with any kind of art really) keeps artists alive.
Like, seriously, if no one played video games, a lot of artists, writers, and programmers would be out of work. If no one watched TV, there’d be a lot of actors, writers, designers, props managers, and so on who just didn’t have anything to do anymore. If no one read books, novelists (like me!) would have to find something else to do.
…so, like… even if all you can do is lie in bed and play Pokemon, you’re doing something good for the world. You’re helping people be able to make good art.