I have never roleplayed to escape from anything.
I'm not the type of person who acts like somebody else for my own sake.
I don't roleplay because it will improve my reading/writing skills.
My reason for roleplaying doesn't include the ability to experience new places or people
Fun isn't what keeps me roleplaying day in and day out
Having the ability to control a situation or make a change is only an unintended side affect
None of these are the main reason I roleplay
I roleplay because I was told that
I wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. To catch them was my real test. To train them was my cause.
And then I grew up, and my reason for roleplaying changed. I wanted to be the superhero. The person who stopped crime and was unstoppable.
And then I made friends, and my reason for roleplaying changed.
I wanted them to be the hero. I would act as the villain, only to let them win so they could experience the satisfaction of defeating an unsurmountable and god-modeing obstacle.
And then school got hard, and my reason for roleplaying changed. I wanted to read the very best, like no one ever has. To get better grades in English class was my real test. To derive inspiration from literature was my cause.
And then my friends grew up, and my environment and reason for roleplaying changed. I learnt how to roleplay with a full community rather than a single friend. And I desperately wanted to share the wonderful skills I had acquired from roleplay with this community.
And then my school grades plummeted along with the roleplay relationships I had gained. I was forced to change my entire approach to roleplay if I ever wanted to keep doing it. And thus I began plotting for when I would return to the environment after my grades rose. Turning that time away from my roleplay friends like a vacation on
Eye of The Tiger Island.
And then I returned... and I wasn't the only one who changed. Everyone had moved on, and I could no longer roleplay with the ones who did remain. I was separated from the ones I loved, and had replaced that love with a fragile and broken hope.
And then I lost my will to roleplay, and my reason for roleplaying changed. I wanted to feel the joy and friendship I once had for my previous roleplay partners. But there was so much competition more capable than me, that whenever I roleplayed I always thought, "
Why would you roleplay with me when there are other roleplay partners who can make you happier?" And I would drop the roleplay shortly afterward because I knew they would be better off without me. Giving the excuse that I was not in the mood to avoid the question of why I dropped it.
And then I drove myself insane, and I fooled myself into believing that my reason for roleplaying was a selfish one. I wanted nothing more than to tarnish those better options. Leaving me as the only choice for true roleplay. My roleplay character personifying that frustration and rage. And a plan to inflict all of it onto others.
And then I came to this thread. Foolishly hoping that if I was honest for once, that maybe things would change for the better.
But God knows what good comes from me when being honest.
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So in short, I roleplay because roleplay is truly a great thing. Not for any specific reason. Not because I hate my life or anything. But because its one of the things I love the most.