"Ja, unt now tell me about your relationship with your first GM"
So, way, waaaaaay back in 2005 while my entire life felt like it was collapsing around my ears and I was an absolute emotional disaster, I manned up and called the mental health number on the back of my insurance card. The catalyst for the call was, of all things, an Iron Kingdoms game that I was running, or, well, failing to run because I had the attention span of a crack-addled hummingbird. Anyway, I was sick and tired of the way I was feeling, the way these feelings were affecting my marriage and my friendships, and just generally feeling like shit all the time. So fast forward to today, where I'm still in therapy with an excellent therapist who I credit with saving both my marriage and, well, my life. What does all this have to do with games and werks you ask? Read on...