Just deleted the last of of World of Warcraft characters today. A level 80 pally I have had for years.
Yep, those who know their gear, know this is an old shot of her, but still my favorite.
The game was just too easy an escape from doing all the things I could be doing with my life. I don't really need to be living in other people's fantasy worlds when I have so many of my own. This way there is no going back.
It still hurts though.
Amazing the emotional attachments we can develop to such ephemeral things.
I'm going to crawl under the covers and cry some more.