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My training for 444 deaths in "The Messenger": looking after my children

Kevin Hofer
4.11.2023
Translation: machine translated

When you have young children, you can only play certain types of video game: those that you can interrupt. And for that, Metroidvania games are perfect. Strangely enough, it's a genre for which I didn't have enough patience or composure before I became a father.

You should know that I'm a video game nut. At least, I was before I had children. In fact, since my eldest was born, I've very rarely been able to play for as long as I used to. But fortunately, my sons are no longer babies, so I have a bit more time to indulge my former passion.

Parents need nerves of steel

If you've been in contact with young children, you know this well: they can throw a tantrum if, in their opinion, you haven't spread their slice of bread properly. Another classic: you've finally finished dressing the youngest for a walk in the woods. But your eldest has already taken off his anorak. You can start all over again. Besides, they never like the way you peel bananas. In short, life with children is an apprenticeship in patience.

Before I became a father, I was a real ball of nerves. My children taught me to keep calm in all circumstances. A quality that comes in very handy in another context: Metroidvania games. Even when I die for the tenth time in the same place, I don't give up. I no longer scream like a madman. On the contrary, I thank the game for giving me feedback (my virtual death) and give it another go.

I'm the constant target of personal attacks

I was mobbed for most of my schooling. I was always pushed aside by my classmates. In the end, this didn't make me stronger, but weaker. In fact, I lacked self-confidence for years. My self-esteem only slowly improved. And even as a young adult, I took the slightest criticism personally.

Thanks to my children, I play Metroidvania games in a zen way, I no longer destroy the controller or burst into tears. I'm even thinking of giving a try again to some of the platform games that had a way of infuriating me in my youth. Do you know what? I'm definitely going to go back to being a video game nut.

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