I'm Mentally Distracted, Don't Talk to Me

 SchoolRP reminds me about the term, Escapism, where one mentally distracts themselves from the unpleasant aspects of their lives. 

This server reminds me of that time, during the COVID Pandemic, where i'd be stuck at my computer desk in the basement of our old home for hours on end. I mean, who can blame me? My school and entire province was on quarantine orders.

School existed, yes, but it was all virtual and it could literally be done faster than an average in person school day lasted. Which was 7 hours. Plus, you had breaks in between and you could work on your school work after the learning meeting was done. It all seemed quite lackluster in terms of our old in person schooling schedule. 

I would be talking to people, and forgetting all about what was happening in the real world. I didn't want to read the rules nor did i want to see and hear about the latest cases and the quarantine. I like to think my escapism was my way of dealing with it and processing the change the COVID Pandemic brought to my life during those years. 

There's not much happening, nothing like the COVID Pandemic, but i still find myself playing games and using them to numb other stuff. It's a nice way for me to relax after a hard core school day, and a nice way for me to escape daily life because i feel stressed about my future. 

The current thing that is helping me mentally escape is this Minecraft server called SchoolRP. As the name suggests, you can roleplay within a school setting and even in general roleplay settings. Like in a city, in the sewers, on the beach and near hangout spots.

I could pretend to not be myself for hours and i find that really cool. 

Though, sometimes, i get frustrated when social settings in real life are harder for me or for everyone involved than in SchoolRP. Because, heck my character is Autistic himself! 

Anyway, i fear i went into a whole tangent here. I was meaning to say that i just want to mentally distract myself from the reality of being me with a condition that makes me abnormal in ways of living, well sometimes anyway. 

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