So this is going to be the full, true story. Its rather long, but it goes to show how much this games means to me.
SO...My parents get divorced, my grandparents step up to help out financially and my grandpa becomes my best friend. He died in 9/11 and I at age 12 went into a depressive state. Acting out, getting into trouble. So my parents really didn't know what to do, so they tried there best to get me more active in friends and sports. I was alright, but it wasn't until a few years later when I was in 7th grade.
My dad came out of the closet shortly after the divorce, and lived with his 'roommate' at the time. I can remember the drive up to his house when he said "You know, I got a really cool new game for my birthday I would love for you to try out." And try it I did. I played all weekend and I remember that was when (For the first time) I drank a whole 12 cans of soda by myself and fell asleep at the computer. My dad ended up getting us a second computer for Mom's house, and it was a way for us All to play. Before you knew it we ended up getting a second PC, and so did my dad. Soon we had it where everyone could play together if we wanted too! It brought my family closer together. My Mom would play with my Dad. We all made it work!
Real life happens, and I walked away from the game shortly into college. Didn't really play all that much but I took it for granted. Then when the servers went down it felt like a bridge that connected many parts of my social life was gone? I hope that doesn't sounds stupid. But it felt like it wasn't as easy as 'Well i'll see you when you log on at 9'. We lost an avenue for us to be social together; while also doing something we all liked.
THEN HOMECOMING CAME. I watched as the bridge was re-opened and these last couple months have been very fun and amazing. Thank you for all your hard work, Devs. It means a lot to us all.
