August of last year I experienced an extremely traumatic event. I was at a light when I saw two people on a motorcycle not wearing helmets. They were young. I thought to myself self how foolish it was to not wear helmets. The light turns green and they speed off down the road. About 15 seconds later I come around a bend further up the road and see the aftermath of a violent wreck they were in. It was really gory and gruesome. I saw what was left of their bodies from about 10 feet away. That day I went home and didn’t know what to do with my self. I had recently seen a post with the “91 is half of 99” meme and RuneScape had been on my mind. Knowing that I needed to find something to do instead of replaying what I saw in my head over and over again, I downloaded RuneScape on a whim. I had played briefly as a kid in 2006 or so and never gone further than Varrock. OSRS very quickly became my escape from the trauma and I fell in love with it. Cut to now, my overall level is 1195, I am determined to get 99 woodcutting, and I’m doing recipe for disaster for the first time ever. OSRS has became a very strong comfort for me and it truly means a lot to me. I love this game so much. I love exploring this massive world, I love the feeling of always making progress, and I love the community and people I have become friends with in game. Thank you OSRS. submitted by /u/deadeyedannn
Originally posted by u/deadeyedannn on r/2007scape