If you've looked at reviews, you've seen the same thing repeated over and over again, so I wont repeat that.

There are a lot of good games out there, but its a lot harder to find a game that is important. To me, this is one of those rare and amazing few. Everyone will get something different out of this, it's one of those experiences that changes to fit you as an individual.

I've always had problems with self worth, most people do. Funnily enough, sitting and playing this game was hard at first, as its up to you to find some sort of value in your actions, so it was hard for me to feel like it was worth it. I dropped the game, came back to it almost a year later in a fit of discontentment in other things. I'd heard so much about this that I was just gonna slog through it and see what it was really about. I don't know why it hooked me so well this time, but I got all of my hours in the course of 2 days, desperate to delve deeper into this game.

Eventually i beat it, went through the ending sequence, teared up during it, and sat smiling as the credits rolled. Then the credits started to roll and i was sitting there alone, without Outer Wilds. I thought about the game, and when it started to get to me, I cried, a little at first, then more, and by the end of the credits I was sobbing, quite literally ugly crying into my hands like i was a teenager again. I felt fulfilled, like i had just reached some major life goal. Honestly it hurt me to feel like that over a silly little video game, i mean, its just a story written by someone. I knew that it wasn't something worth crying over, but I couldn't stop, I was a soaking, snotty mess for the better part of an hour, not even thinking of anything, just letting my emotions flow out, raw and unfocused.

When I recovered I once again thought about the game, and started asking myself why I was so raw after it, and I eventually came up the the simple answer of that I was happy with myself for playing it. For the first time in years, I felt, with all of my heart, that I had made an irrevocably good decision. I was happy with myself. I had found some small form of worth in my personal choices. Even if it was something so small as choosing to give a game a second chance.

This small reaffirmation of my own value was metaphorical kick in the ass, and I've slowly but surely began to change the way I looked at myself. I tried harder to take pride in my own actions, pride in my own little unique place in the world, pride in my life. It's still hard some days, but having my little things I'm proud of myself for helps.

I'm proud of myself for playing this game. And I'd be proud of myself if any of this meandering review helped convince someone to play this game.

If you've looked at reviews, you've seen the same thing repeated over and over again, so I wont repeat that. There are a lot of [i] good [/i] games out there, but its a lot harder to find a game that is important. To me, this is one of those rare and amazing few. Everyone will get something different out of this, it's one of those experiences that changes to fit [i] you [/i] as an individual. I've always had problems with self worth, most people do. Funnily enough, sitting and playing this game was hard at first, as its up to you to find some sort of value in your actions, so it was hard for me to feel like it was worth it. I dropped the game, came back to it almost a year later in a fit of discontentment in other things. I'd heard so much about this that I was just gonna slog through it and see what it was really about. I don't know why it hooked me so well this time, but I got all of my hours in the course of 2 days, desperate to delve deeper into this game. Eventually i beat it, went through the ending sequence, teared up during it, and sat smiling as the credits rolled. Then the credits started to roll and i was sitting there alone, without Outer Wilds. I thought about the game, and when it started to get to me, I cried, a little at first, then more, and by the end of the credits I was sobbing, quite literally ugly crying into my hands like i was a teenager again. I felt fulfilled, like i had just reached some major life goal. Honestly it hurt me to feel like that over a silly little video game, i mean, its just a story written by someone. I knew that it wasn't something worth crying over, but I couldn't stop, I was a soaking, snotty mess for the better part of an hour, not even thinking of anything, just letting my emotions flow out, raw and unfocused. When I recovered I once again thought about the game, and started asking myself why I was so raw after it, and I eventually came up the the simple answer of that I was happy with myself for playing it. For the first time in years, I felt, with all of my heart, that I had made an irrevocably good decision. I was happy with myself. I had found some small form of worth in my personal choices. Even if it was something so small as choosing to give a game a second chance. This small reaffirmation of my own value was metaphorical kick in the ass, and I've slowly but surely began to change the way I looked at myself. I tried harder to take pride in my own actions, pride in my own little unique place in the world, pride in my life. It's still hard some days, but having my little things I'm proud of myself for helps. I'm proud of myself for playing this game. And I'd be proud of myself if any of this meandering review helped convince someone to play this game.