My little brother has clearly become addicted to Uncharted 3 at only 10 years old, and plays/does nothing else unless I literally strike a deal with him that I'll let him play Uncharted 3 for an extended period of time after. At his age, I was a victim of being addicted to certain videogames and now, I regret it. I don't want him to go down that road so I'll let him play a few hours of Uncharted until it gets extreme, then ask him to do something else. He'll then proceed to kick/scream and whine like a little toddler until I literally have to snatch the game and hide it somewhere, which causes him to retaliate and steal my shit, etc. etc.
Anyway, this keeps escalating to the point where I keep telling him he's addicted and needs to at least balance it out with other games or do something else. My dad is a bloody Sarah Palin when it comes to videogames (I'll get to that in a moment) and my mom doesn't understand the stuff, so they naturally don't know how to get my brother to manage his time spent on it. They don't understand the slightest bit. You should have saw me try to explain to my mom what it meant when my brother was 'deleting my save games off the PS3 because I applied a parental control password to the game'.
Now, it's gotten to the point where I have applied the parental control and told him he can't play it for the rest of the day. (Already played it for a good 3-4 hours of that day) He will throw remote controls at me, steal my games and threaten to break them, and in this recent incident, I directly confronted my mom and told her about my little brother being violent and stealing my stuff, as he was in the process of infiltrating my PS3 profile in the basement. I explain to her how I'm trying to get him to do something else by prying him off the thing, and then my dad comes in and starts going off about how I'm being violent because of 'violent videogames' (which, according to him is what I like to get off to, not true.) and sparks up a whole arguement about how it's all my fault that my little brother is addicted and acting this way. (Even though he picked up this addiction on his own, I never 'recommended' the multiplayer to him.) I start cursing at my dad because he's running his ignorant mouth about videogames and violence and starts treating me like I'm some sort of demon that wears dark clothes and is going crazy because I'm overheated. (I'm wearing a fairly thin, blue plaid long-sleeve shirt.) Now there's a feud going on my family between me, my brother and my dad mainly because I keep trying to tell off my dad about the whole violent videogame shenanigans. I just can't stand for that type of ignorance. It drives me up the wall and grinds my gears... you name it.
If you want to compare me to my brother, just for a better perspective, you can see what games I play in my signature, and you may notice I really like to mix it up. I don't play the same game all the time and I haven't been addicted to a game since I was my brother's age. I don't play games all the time, but I do spend lots of time on my computer, talking to friends, making artwork or just chilling on the internet.
All I tried to do was get my little brother to stop wasting his time playing the same game day after day, and now my dad thinks I'm in the same position as my brother + believes that playing a T-rated game (Uncharted) is going to make me want to shoot up a school. I've had it and I can't stand it.
How can I tolerate this?
Anyway, this keeps escalating to the point where I keep telling him he's addicted and needs to at least balance it out with other games or do something else. My dad is a bloody Sarah Palin when it comes to videogames (I'll get to that in a moment) and my mom doesn't understand the stuff, so they naturally don't know how to get my brother to manage his time spent on it. They don't understand the slightest bit. You should have saw me try to explain to my mom what it meant when my brother was 'deleting my save games off the PS3 because I applied a parental control password to the game'.
Now, it's gotten to the point where I have applied the parental control and told him he can't play it for the rest of the day. (Already played it for a good 3-4 hours of that day) He will throw remote controls at me, steal my games and threaten to break them, and in this recent incident, I directly confronted my mom and told her about my little brother being violent and stealing my stuff, as he was in the process of infiltrating my PS3 profile in the basement. I explain to her how I'm trying to get him to do something else by prying him off the thing, and then my dad comes in and starts going off about how I'm being violent because of 'violent videogames' (which, according to him is what I like to get off to, not true.) and sparks up a whole arguement about how it's all my fault that my little brother is addicted and acting this way. (Even though he picked up this addiction on his own, I never 'recommended' the multiplayer to him.) I start cursing at my dad because he's running his ignorant mouth about videogames and violence and starts treating me like I'm some sort of demon that wears dark clothes and is going crazy because I'm overheated. (I'm wearing a fairly thin, blue plaid long-sleeve shirt.) Now there's a feud going on my family between me, my brother and my dad mainly because I keep trying to tell off my dad about the whole violent videogame shenanigans. I just can't stand for that type of ignorance. It drives me up the wall and grinds my gears... you name it.
If you want to compare me to my brother, just for a better perspective, you can see what games I play in my signature, and you may notice I really like to mix it up. I don't play the same game all the time and I haven't been addicted to a game since I was my brother's age. I don't play games all the time, but I do spend lots of time on my computer, talking to friends, making artwork or just chilling on the internet.
All I tried to do was get my little brother to stop wasting his time playing the same game day after day, and now my dad thinks I'm in the same position as my brother + believes that playing a T-rated game (Uncharted) is going to make me want to shoot up a school. I've had it and I can't stand it.
How can I tolerate this?