Stop treating difficulty like a personality test.
Some people want the wall.
Some people want the story.
Some people want the world.
Some people want to relax after work and not get folded by a skeleton with a stick.
Some people already played hard mode all day.
Let them have the damn game.
Some of us didn’t survive childhood untouched.
We survived however we could.
Books.
Music.
A controller in our hands.
A party that stayed.
A world that waited.
Video games were never “just games” to me.
Some kids had to save worlds because nobody was saving theirs.