Anyone Just Ever Hyperfocus On Something? Like You Can't Stop Thinking About It Until You Finally Do

Anyone just ever hyperfocus on something? Like you can't stop thinking about it until you finally do it and then the days fly by and you go, "oh shiz, It's already (insert date)? I started this 3 weeks ago!"

It's what I do with video games. It's probably not good that I play so much of them but it's a release from this world for me. If I could have a job doing it I would. But I'm not good enough for that.... Still have no idea what I'm gonna do after highschool.

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the day when people realize that nb people are trans is the day that my face will clear

My brother in law just does stuff to annoy me sometimes. Like yeah, I love playing videogames so don't make fun of me because I do. I like soccer, but he wants me to do basketball. And when I'm doing chores he makes bigger messes for me. He threw a box he just used on the ground and it kinda just pissed me off after having a good day.