Rust is the only game where you start with two stones, spend 40 hours building a palatial, armored fortress, and then log off, only to log back in 8 hours later to discover your entire life's work has been professionally dismantled by a 14-year-old with a ukulele and a rocket launcher.

It's less a survival game and more an emotionally abusive, full-time job where the main resource is pain.
Would recommend therapy instead.

10/10, I hate it. Please send help and high-explosive plastic.