End of an era?
I think my tabletop gaming group may be about to dissolve, and I’m more than a little upset about it.
I would actually really like to pull my usual “it’s all my fault” gag, but for once it stretches credulity too far even for me. It isn’t my fault this time. It’s just not. (And you will have to take my word for that, because I have no intention of airing dirty laundry of this sort in public.)
And yet I will probably have to leave the group because I have proven to be an easy target for dissatisfaction.
I like the people I game with a lot, and leaving the game probably means I will lose touch with them. That makes me sad; I don’t make friends easily, and these people are not easily replaceable in any case—inventive, geeky, articulate, smart. And that’s not even touching the game itself, which is the best I’ve ever played.
You know, I wish I really were the problem, so that I could just leave the group and know that it would still continue. I wish the owner of the finger pointing at me had simply asked me to go, rather than escalating his discontent to the level he has. Instead, I think he has ruined the entire enterprise for everyone. I hate being even peripherally and unfairly considered responsible for that.
I really hope something can be salvaged from this, for the others if not for me. From what I’ve been reading, though, I’m not optimistic.
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