by Mikey C

Created on: May 24, 2007   Last Updated: February 24, 2010

My therapist told me that writing down my feelings is a good form of self-therapy. My question is, why am I paying that &*^%&^*  to tell me to therapize (that can't be a word) myself?

(Note to self Stop going to therapy)

Jesus, he's right. I've been writing in this journal for 90 seconds and already I've bettered my life. I am not in therapy anymore and I am saving $75 a week.

I wish that was enough. Truth be told, I am writing into this journal and WAS going to therapy because I have a problem. I have what is known as an "addictive personality." Now, I know that sounds like people become addicted to me, that's what I thought it meant too, but in reality it means that I can easily become so involved in something that it turns ugly and I become addicted.

Now I am not talking about booze, or barbiturates, or pornography. I've spoken to both my pastor and my wife about those things and no body sees an issue with any of them.

Nope, what I am talking about is my greatest addiction to them all: Madden NFL Football.

I started out so innocently back when I was in high school. My brother received a Sega Genesis one Christmas and we played Joe Montana Football like crazy. Then, one day he came home with a different kind of football game. One where they used actual teams and actual players, and you could play an entire NFL season all the way to the Superbowl.

It took some getting used to. I was so used to the fun style of Montana that I was not at first that excited about the realistic play of Madden.

But over time, I played it more. Then I set up seasons. I even one a Superbowl with Drew Bledsoe playing on the Bengals! You couldn't do that in Montana's game!

Each year, another Madden would come out, and although there would only be a few updates in the game itself, I had to buy...I had to have it.

Once college came around, so did the Sony Playstation. Madden made it's way to the Playstation and so did I. Now there were more buttons to do more on the field. Better graphics meant for a better experience during gameplay and you could have four people play at once.

I need to take a break and go to the bathroom I am getting too excited.

Okay, I am back. After somehow tearing myself away from the game long enough to earn my college degree, I got a job, got married, and moved into my own house. And of course, John Madden made the move with me.

Now that I was living on my own, money became tight. That became a problem when my Playstation decided to die on me. The

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