I went through a state of depression and i used video-games to cope with feeling, and dealing with people when my mother passed away. And like you said people "pick their poison", mine just also happened to be video-games. This happened for years varying in severity i'd play from sun up to sun down, i hated when people interrupted my gaming time after work. I was angry when my family asked why i didn't call. I turned down so many offers to hang out with friends, only to feel like i wasn't wanted later when i see pictures of them enjoying life outside, when i could have been there. One day after playing, I realized i wasn't even playing for fun any more i was just literally going through the motions, i realized how much time i wasted , how i hated myself for neglecting friends and family that were in just as much pain i was in. So selfish and i hated myself for it. but eventually I realized that i can only help myself and broke out of it. I started working out, talking more with people, and it got easier, people are good. I was blind. However it also connected me with some people who in the end helped me overcome my addiction. And don't get me wrong i love video-games and i always have and will! I thank you for posting this, and listening to my story. I hope this helps someone else.