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DrewM
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Ok, so I want to talk about this and get it all off my chest. Maybe somebody can help me: When I was very young, I was introduced to a cartoon/video game character called Sonic the Blue Hedgehog. To my young mind, he was the perfect personification of coolness, strength, bravery, selflessness and self-sacrifice. As I grew up, I kind of forgot about all about that, but never completely. It was kind of like a toy in the attic that you love but could never get rid of. To put it in a good analogy, Sonic and his friends and their adventures were like my Lord of the Rings, so some of you LOTR fans might be able to understand what I’m driving at. Fast forward several years (I’m now 24) and I dug up old YouTube videos of Sonic and picked up some of the video games and just really enjoyed it all. So what seems to be the problem? Basically three things:
- Some of Sonic’s friends are not exactly dressed what I would call modestly. It’s certainly not porn of course, as that’s just not how I roll. Because of that I fear that I put myself in the near occasion of the sin of impure thoughts.
- Video games have always been looked down upon by my folks and even myself (up until now). So I’ve played these games without anybody knowing it and it felt like I was being a sneak and a liar and a hypocrite. I was at times playing until 3 in the morning. That being said though, I know that I am an adult and I can make some of my own decisions
- I was doing sonic and co. almost all of the time, which I know is unhealthy. (When I say “living” I mean listening to the music, playing the games, listening to the podcasts).
Because of these three things, I felt like I was pushing Jesus away from me and felt like I needed to go to confession and take of things.
After going to confession, I decided to get rid of anything on my computer and iphone that had any relation to Sonic. I even threw out my action figure of Sonic that I picked up from eBay just a few weeks ago. Now I feel like I might have taken an unhealthy extremist approach against another unhealthy extreme and in the process killed the last shred of my childhood, (instead of finding a balance as I usually take extremist approaches which is a serious fault of mine) and caused undue purging of the good that Sonic meant to me: the bravery, courage, etc. It almost feels like giving a part of your childhood the finger.
Maybe I’ve done the right thing as St. Paul says “when I was a child I thought like a child…etc…”
I only want to do what’s right, but I feel so depressed right now. If there’s anybody out there who can relate to what I’m feeling or a word of advice or encouragement, I would greatly appreciate it.
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