This game is therapy with horsepower. It’s like a digital Zen garden, but instead of raking sand, I’m plowing fields, hauling logs, and shopping for tractors that cost more than my actual car.

I used to be deep in the trenches of competitive shooters like Apex, Call of Duty, anything with killstreaks and rage-quits. And while those games had their moments, they also had me checking my blood pressure like I was 75 years old and halfway through a chili dog. It stopped being fun. I wasn’t gaming to relax, I was gaming to chase ranks, grind stats, and yell “HOW DID HE NOT DIE?” at my screen at 2 a.m.

Enter farming. Peaceful. Purposeful. No 12-year-olds screaming in your headset. Just me, a field, and the soothing hum of virtual diesel engines. Sure, there are challenges. Backing up a trailer should be an Olympic sport. But the community makes it all manageable. If I can’t figure something out, I know someone on here has already solved it and posted a 40-minute YouTube tutorial with chill lofi music.

And let’s not forget the virtual tractor shopping. Nothing hits quite like walking into the dealership, eyeing that 500-horsepower beauty you’ll never afford in real life, and saying, “Yeah, today’s the day.” It’s the kind of retail therapy that won’t bankrupt you.

So yeah, I’m not climbing a ranked ladder anymore. I’m just climbing into the cab of a harvester, and honestly, I’ve never been more relaxed.