Saturday, May 26, 2018

Existing With Anger

This past Monday, I entered a Melee tournament for the first time in a hot minute. I had the cute idea of teaming with HomeMadeWaffles at Smash'n'Splash, the plan being that we will get top 8 in doubles and cast top 8 in singles. I only believe that one of those is actually going to happen, but we'll do our best.

Anyhow, the long story short is that I entered and got pissed. Again.

I decided I wouldn't want to compete anymore when I was at Frosty Faustings earlier this year. The thing is, I've been frustrated with my anger and competitive nature. I've always had this issue where if I focus on keeping my anger down, then the anger stays down... but then I am not paying attention to the game. If I focus entirely on the game, the anger creeps in.

It makes me feel like I'm not good at controlling my emotions. However, upon reflecting, I'm actually very good at controlling my anger! Sort of. I don't really control it. I just try to avoid feeling it.

This isn't necessarily a repression strategy, but more of a preventative one. I try to reframe the situation in my head constantly so that I can avoid getting angry at all. I will give myself different perspectives on what's happening, or I'll mentally zoom out to persuade myself that it--whatever it is--isn't worth getting angry over. Basically, I'm practicing emotional preventative medicine, not anger management.

The reason that it's not really anger management is that when I actually get angry, it's just as intense and dominant as it's ever been. I have become slightly better at distancing myself from situations when I become angry, and I have become a bit better at defusing intense anger without a destructive physical reaction. My more infamous blow-ups may belie that, but that's because when you control anger, people don't always know you were mad to begin with.

(I know it's not the best selling point of my own character to say "think of all the walls I didn't punch!" or "what about the times I didn't throw stuff!" but this blog is about honesty, not making me look good)

On this blog, I spend a lot of time writing about anxiety and depression, because I spend a lot of time feeling anxious and depressed. I can't always make those feelings go away very easily. Instead, I've had to learn to act around them. I have to learn how to remain effective without the depression or anxiety actually going away. This lets me not actually worry about being worried or depressed! If they show up, I am confident that I can deal with them. I'm almost too confident that I can work my way through it, because they still sneak up on me sometimes, but I don't feel this constant biting fear that they will catch me slipping. I implement my strategies and try to move on with my life.

There are certain emotions, however, that I still try very hard to avoid feeling, because I don't know how to function well in those states, or if I can. I've developed a huge array of tactics to avoid actually getting angry at all. But that's not really anger management, in the same way that you don't have "pain tolerance" just because you never get hurt. I can manage myself while depressed, I can manage myself while stressed and nervous. What I can't seem to do is manage myself well while angry. I just try to avoid getting to that point, because when it washes over me, my functioning drops like a rock.

The same is true with my general feelings of aggression and competitiveness. When they kick in, they kick in hard. It's difficult to shut them off, it's difficult not to let them take control. They synergize quite a bit with the anger, which makes them a nasty trio for me to deal with. Hence why I have wanted to stop competing entirely.

Monday night, I spent quite awhile before the tournament trying to run my normal mental routine to avoid getting upset and focus on learning and getting back into competing shape. But once I started making a few too many mistakes, I started trying to focus on correcting them, on trying to win. Aggravation kicked in. I started shaking my head, cussing semi-audibly, and biting my lip. I set my controller down after my first loss and walked away from it, just in case.

Given how easily I can get that angry, but how uncommon it is for me actually to fly off the handle anymore (relatively, that is), I kind of want to high five myself. I might not be giving myself enough credit here, because I've gotten much better over time. The internal element of it is what gets me the most, right now. It's distracting. It feels physically uncomfortable. And since we are talking about the game, it also affects my decision making and play for the worse, in a way that feeds into itself.

My go-to strategy for this inner struggle and conflict has been to avoid it completely. I do my best to avoid getting angry at all, avoid feeling aggressive or competitive at all, avoid getting riled up at all. Lately I've been wondering if this is actually the tack I should be taking.

It has definitely helped, don't get me wrong. In just about every life situation except for Smash, I don't actually feel anger that often, and I definitely don't think that's a bad thing! Not only that, very few things that I try to focus on are as fast-paced and mentally demanding as Smash, so if the feelings do arise, I often notice the anger while it's still in an infant state, and I correct my course. It's almost trivially easy, compared to managing myself in a competitive environment.

I don't want to sound like I'm angry about not getting angry. The issue that I find is that my anger, aggression, and competitiveness aren't healthy parts of me. They're things that I avoid because I cannot stand being in those states. The anger isn't just a stressful state, it generates meta-stress about being angry! I think things like "oh my GOD why are you still getting so MAD" and that just tilts me further. I'm worried about losing control, looking stupid, as well as an intense discomfort with the physical feeling.

I'm trying to figure out how to approach this. It's a bit like being tired, where you can't just drink coffee every time you get a bit tired, even if you have some work to do. You have to learn how to get work done when you're tired! You can't only do your workout when you're physically fresh, because strength and endurance are built when you are on the edge of exhaustion.

You become stronger and develop endurance so that you don't get exhausted, but you have to enter that kind of state and still function in order to actually build those qualities. If you stop the moment you're tired, you don't actually become stronger. That's not "exhaustion management," that's called "skipping half of your workout."

But what's the method here? Do I need to just... get angry more? I'm pretty strong at preventing myself from getting angry (well, in every circumstance but Smash, it seems), the problem is that when I finally do get angry, I no longer function well. I feel like I may need to let myself get angry more often, and then train myself to handle existing within that state. Not only by defusing the feeling every time it shows up, but by shaking hands with it, so to speak. Maybe if I can just have more experience feeling that way, rather than avoiding it, I'll get more comfortable with it, and that alone will let me exercise more control over the emotion.

I am not sure how much I want to do that though. I developed my anti-depressive and anti-anxiety tools as a result of spending a lot of time depressed and anxious. The tools work pretty well, but I really didn't enjoy the process though. Plus, if I only feel this anger when I play Smash, then there's a fairly obvious strategy available.

Something I've been thinking about lately though is that I didn't just get techniques out of that process. I also had to dissect the process in a way that I could repeat consciously, which meant learning how to describe it. One of the happiest feelings I have the pleasure of experiencing is when people tell me that my blog helped them with something. It's possible that it's up to me to go through my own anger and just keep writing things down, and maybe I'll have things to share about that, too.

So whether I like it or not, it feels like this is the next thing I have to focus on. Existing within my anger so that I can handle it being part of me, not using every mental resource I have shutting it down. Hopefully I'll have more to say on this subject soon.

Thanks for reading.

Friday, February 16, 2018

One Victory

Go figure, I’ve been writing and rewriting my anxiety posts because I want to get them exactly right. I also realized a little late that I missed my weekly scheduled post, and they aren’t quite done, so for this week I want to revisit a cognitive tool that helps me tremendously with regards to both anxiety and depression. I have mentioned it in a previous post before (which I can’t seem to find, otherwise I would link it), and I call it my “one victory” tool.

It’s pretty simple. When I am in my most depressive, most anti-productive moods, or my most anxious and overwhelmed moods, I basically give myself a simple deal. I will do a single thing, the smallest, most insignificant thing, and call it a victory. I only need to get one for the day. If, afterwards, I still feel crappy and depressive, or frustrated and overwhelmed, or all of those things and more… then I can stop. Just one victory for the day, no matter how minor.

There’s a trick here though, which is that it’s not a trick. I legitimately give myself that permission to do nothing else useful for the day. If my room looks like a pile of garbage because I had three exams in two days and I’m exhausted, and I look at it and just think “no, it’s too much,” then I give myself an honest choice. Do one thing, throw away one piece of trash or pick up one shirt and throw it in the hamper, literally a single thing, and I can stop after that if I want. I can go back and be a blob if I really want to.

I’ve tried to use cognitive tricks on myself in the past, and they don’t really work. I know I’m lying to myself, and thus they always short circuit. The thing is, this is not a trick. I know I will feel better if I’ve done something, no matter how insignificant, rather than nothing. That feeling will usually be the makings of a humble avalanche that gives me a little more energy to get a little more done. But if, for some reason, I am still truly exhausted and overwhelmed… well, okay. Back to being a blob. At least something got done, no matter how minor. Things are better. Most importantly, I kept my promise to myself, which means that I take that bargain in good faith in the future. Again, it’s not a trick, and I am not lying to myself, and no matter what happens, I feel a little better. Win-win.

If you want to stop reading there, go for it, but I’m going to explain a little why I think this works.


Something that’s interesting about anxiety and depression is that they are a little opposed to each other, yet they are also often comorbid. That’s the psych term for “disorders that occur together.” Anxiety can look like nervous energy, restlessness, and fear; depression can look like giving up and not moving at all. Why do the two seem to happen at the same time? Well, apart from the chemical reason (which is most easily described as “serotonin being weird and complicated, trust me, it’s wild”), the two lead into each other just as a matter of course.

If you are nervous and worried all the time, just because, then there is never any way that you can take care of every worry or every threat. It’s not that there’s always more to take care of, it’s that you are just always worried, whether there’s a reason or not. There’s always more to do and stress about if you look hard enough!

On the one hand, this looks like chronic stress, which weakens your immune system, makes you get worse sleep, have less energy, think less clearly, and have less time for things that are fun because you’re always trying to take care of threats. That looks a lot like depression. On the other hand, you can easily develop the feeling that things will never get better, that things won’t ever be solved, because there’s just always something else and the problems never seem to end. That can make you feel hopeless, and that looks like depression too.

Meanwhile, if you start with depression and have less energy and motivation to take care of things, tasks and responsibilities can pile up. You can develop the attitude that you never finish everything, which means that there is always something more that you’re missing… and sure enough, that looks like anxiety. You can develop the attitude that you always screw up and that you can’t do anything, and that means the threats will close in, make you nervous, worried, and then you just want to escape and hide.

The reason that I feel like the “one victory” trick works so well (for me, anyhow) is that I am constantly analyzing and assessing how things are going. I have a tough time logically believing “things are hopeless” if I literally just saw an improvement. Things can’t be hopeless forever--something just changed for the better! Sure it was minor, but it exists. You can’t make a logical assertion “everything sucks” and have it be true if I can point to something that doesn’t suck.

Another issue that I have is that I tend to imagine things in their entirety, and “one victory” takes me away from that. When I think “clean my room,” I look at all the stuff I have to do, and that might be an hour worth of effort. If I’m tired, then I don’t feel like an hour’s worth of effort is in me, and I don’t start. I get overwhelmed because I instantly begin imagining all the random crap I have to do. On the other hand, if I focus on a single manageable task, and I let myself stop after… what’s to get overwhelmed by? I can finish within twenty seconds, and be back in bed feeling terrible if I want to. If I don’t want to stop there, then the next victory is also just twenty seconds of effort. It transforms the whole thing into a lot of small steps, each of which I can complete with little effort, and the overwhelming feeling starts to dissipate.

There are days where I’ve kept that promise to myself, and gone back into bed after throwing away like, one candy wrapper or something. While that outcome is pretty rare, I don’t consider it a failure of the technique. After all, it got me out of bed, and improved my situation a little. A win is a win. Not a big win, no, but my alternative was “being in bed doing nothing, feeling terrible.” Now, my situation is “being in bed, having done one thing, feeling less terrible.” It’s an objective improvement. It is another piece of evidence in my brain that I can overcome that crappy feeling, even if only for a little bit, to make things better. Later, when I feel better, I might get another thing done, and another, and another… but even if it’s just one victory, it’s better than nothing.

Thanks for reading. I’ll see you next week.

Tuesday, February 6, 2018


The hardest moment for a writer is a blank page. We know too many words, too many ways to begin, that to pick just one from that space is nearly impossible. We find ourselves imagining “what if,” what if we had chosen something else? It could have been perfect, and this is not perfect at all, no, it could be so much more.

What if every moment you lived was a blank page? What if every second left you hanging in a space where an infinity of choices lay before you, knowing that no matter what you pick, somewhere out there is something better?

My imagination is too strong. I can account for too much. In a sentence, at least, each word narrows down what could make some measure of sense. Then I can go back, fix that first cursed word according to that same principle, find the right beginning having written the rest. I can burn the candle from both ends. I can reconstruct, rewrite, and redo. The anxiety of the blank page is nothing compared to the terror of a blank moment.

I can say anything, and only silence escapes me. I can choose anything, and choose to wait. I can be anything, and so I feel like nothing. I could have said more, done more, been more. I could have spoken better, done better, been better.

If only I could see less, if only less was possible. Moments do not shrink that endless space, they compound it. I pick my actions based on the world those actions may create, but from that world there is yet layer after layer of infinity. There is too much! How can I choose if I can’t see forward? And how can I choose when I can?

Always it has been my habit to look back and think, “what more could I have done, and what differently?” This has not made it better. It has made it worse. It is just another side to an endless shape, another facet to consider, another surface from which my mind’s light can reflect to blind me.

Questions, thoughts, ideas, words, choices, all flow in through every open pore of my attention, each one tinted with the fear of error and the threat of inadequacy. To dull the edge of that fear and to neutralize that threat, I know only three answers: I can shut down, through sleep or an effortful emptiness; I can ingest stimulants and render my mind as hot as a star-heart furnace, blazing through each and every thought as quickly as they come; and lastly, I can rush to fill the space myself, get there first with something simple, something clear, something obvious enough that resolution and success are possible. Those are my methods, all effective yet all insufficient to withstand the spectral infinity that assails me.

Moment by moment, second by second, a blank page of life stares at me, and I stare back, overflowing with answers yet vacant of a response.

Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Predictive Learning

I’m gonna start this post by bragging a bit. One of my greatest interests through my entire life has been learning. Not just “I want to be a lifelong learner,” but understanding the act and process of learning, getting better at it, refining it, etc. How do you jump into a new skill, possibly in some arena that you’ve never tried before, and acquire competence?

This is one reason that I’ve struggled to acquire real mastery over anything. “Competence” comes from knowing the principles of a skill and having some experience applying them. It allows you to reliably attain good outcomes. “Mastery,” on the other hand, comes from feeling the principles of a skill so deeply that you apply them automatically. Not only do you achieve good outcomes, but you see good outcomes where other people don’t, and you achieve them seemingly effortlessly.

Mastery demands time. No matter how quickly you acquire your competence, you will eventually hit a wall where the conscious application of your knowledge is not enough. It needs to be automatic, to let your mind be free to think about more and more difficult problems. Difficult concepts (or techniques, if you’re looking at a physical task) need to become simple for you, so that they can become the building blocks of even more intricate ideas. This lets you make hard things look easy while the impossible becomes possible. For us humans, in most cases mastery is a heck of a grind.

While the strongest imaginable learner could approach mastery quickly and easily, for most people, the objective of being a strong learner means approaching competence quickly. In this regard (brag incoming) I’m happy to say that I’ve become a relatively strong learner. I’ve been able to achieve competence at most things that I set my mind to, and the more I practice learning, the better I get at doing it. Especially when it has come to video games, I have achieved competence at certain games and genres that, in the past, I never thought I’d be able to. Not mastery by any stretch of the imagination, but competence.

What’s interesting to me is that I don’t feel particularly smart or talented. I make plenty of very stupid mistakes all the time. Even my strongest skills--verbal ones, specifically--are rooted in a lot of goofy failures and errors; I just got them out of the way when I was younger. What has helped me become “smarter”--a better learner, in other words--has been acquiring learning tools that I can consistently apply when learning things in new arenas.

Based on things I’ve been studying in machine learning, neuroscience, and based on my own experience, I’ve been thinking about one of the strongest tools in my learning toolkit, and I’ve realized just how damn strong it is. It’s the kind of thing that I would automatically do sometimes, forget to do other times, and not even realize it counted as a technique! The best name I can think of for it is “predictive learning,” and that’s the real topic of today’s post.


The first thing to know is that your brain does not really “store” information. It’s not a big filing cabinet that just pulls up sheets of paper with information on them. It recreates information based on rules and past experiences.

Here’s what I mean. Imagine two video games playing two different cutscenes. The first game plays the exact same cutscene every time; it stores a video file and runs it when you trigger the cutscene. There is no way to change the cutscene unless you actually went in and screwed with the files in the game.

Now imagine the second video game recreates the cutscene every time. It grabs the current model of a bunch of characters, and then executes the cutscene according to a bunch of rules. If your character is wearing a different costume, then the cutscene runs with them wearing that costume. If it were an RPG, and your party could have different characters in it, then the cutscene runs with your different party members in the background.

The first game just stores the cutscene, and runs it when asked. The second one rebuilds it, every time, based on certain information and principles. Your brain works a lot more like the second game than the first one, and when you are learning how to do a skill, your brain is coming up with rules for how to do things. The brain is flexible though. It changes its rules when it learns that they aren’t quite getting the job done, and that’s the basis of learning.

Reread that last sentence. Your brain changes the rules based on how good of an outcome you get. However, you don’t just want to get good outcomes. You want your brain to be good at predicting what actually happens based on what it does. That’s a key distinction! When you get too focused on getting a “good” outcome, then you become satisfied with rules that don’t actually match reality. The heart of becoming a strong learner is not being satisfied with good outcomes, but striving for accurate predictions. You can get an outcome that you didn’t expect, but still succeed, and convince yourself that you knew what you were doing. Understanding this allows you to employ predictive learning to get better faster. It also has the benefit of making you look like a psychic genius, but that’s (probably) not your main goal here.

Initially, whatever you are learning about, you will start just by observing things. There’s not much point in trying to predict what will happen in a new situation when you have no rules for the system. You just start with nearly random inputs, or you start by watching other people. This phase gives you some correlations. It gives you some information on what to expect. At this phase, if somebody asks you what you think is going to happen, then your initial answer should be “I have no idea” or “here’s a wild guess but it’s probably wrong.”

If you are watching attentively, your brain will automatically start developing some rules for how the system works. It will start to say “based on what I saw, or what I know, this is what I think will happen.” Your brain has been doing this since you were a baby! You watched adults walking, and got an idea for the outcome that should happen. This is why kids will get themselves into the general walking posture; they know that it’s associated with walking. But without any information on how it felt to make the muscles do the job, all it could do was say “uh, get in this general position? I guess?” and then you tip over. Walking, it turns out, is actually really hard when you’ve never done it before.

That’s where the next phase comes in. The prediction phase. “If I do this, then THIS should happen.” Once you have some data, you will start to make active guesses about outcomes. Making these active guesses is super important. It forces you to take the rules inside your head and apply them to the system. It forces you to go through the steps of recreating the system in your head. It’s a test! Your goal is to get your rules to match up with reality. If I do X, then Y happens… yeah! That’s right! Now if I do A, then B should… no, it’s C. Hmm. Maybe… I do A, but a little more like this, and… yeah! It worked! You’re learning!

This is where predictive learning, however, gets trickier. You aren’t just trying to predict only the good outcomes. You are trying to develop an internal model of the system that is accurate all over. You want to get detailed. You want to get imaginative. This is what separates predictive learning from just memorizing. You don’t just say “this is how I get the good outcome,” but you can accurately answer the question “now what happens if I do things this way?” When you truly try to model the system that you’re learning, there are no trick questions. There is only the system and your inner model of it. You can predict the weird outcomes just as well as you can predict the normal ones. In fact, “weird” stops being a thing. If something is weird, it means that your inner rules aren’t accurate.

Let’s say I practice free-throws. I can “memorize” the free-throw, and I can get very good at it. But does that mean I will really understand the interactions between my body and the basketball? Does that mean I will be able to effectively take any other shot?

The short answer is no. Predictive learning, in its strongest form, means that you will do things like guess just how successful something will be. Or you guess where it will go wrong, how wrong, and to what extent. Predictive learning means you don’t just try to get a good result, it means that you try to model the end result, and you change your rules when your model is wrong. This is especially true the more and more detailed you try to get. You can apply predictive learning to your free-throw shot when you say “if I shoot like this, is that enough to get the ball to hit the backboard and sink?” Or “if I do this wrist movement, then the ball will bounce in if it hits the back rim… oh, no it, bounced out? I wonder why?” This keeps you from simply saying “okay I can sink my free throw shot all the time.” It means you understand, deep down, the interaction between the ball and your body, between the ball and the hoop. It lets you take those ideas and apply them elsewhere! It also lets you correct things when they start to go wrong; that day when you have a little tweak in your shoulder and your normal shot doesn’t work, you can work through the problem.

I want to be clear though, I actually don’t have anything against memorization. The free-throw shot is one you will probably have to take, on average, more than any other shot in basketball. It can pay off big time when you memorize the most common situations, especially if, in a given system, you can guarantee that those situations will occur. For example, you get your star player to practice free-throws all the time because they get fouled constantly to stop them from running wild on the court, and if they can sink all their free-throws then that means free points.

"Memorizing" in this case also just means "practice." Particularly when it comes to physical skills, there is exactly one way to get your body used to certain techniques, and that's to do them over and over again while comparing them against the ideal. Even when you aren't trying to become a master of something, as a human being this particular phase of learning can't be ignored, and I don't want you to think it can be. Complicated sequences of muscle interactions will demand that you grind and rehearse to get them perfect. Even while trying to employ predictive learning, if you want consistent performance then you need to develop consistent technique, and repetition is the cornerstone of that.

(Memorizing can also be useful to memorize certain things when you try your absolute hardest but just can’t seem to come up with the rules that cover everything. There’s this one thing that you have a habit of getting wrong… so you have your rules for everything else, and then you memorize that one weird case. It’s okay to admit that your inner model isn’t perfect. It’s a band-aid solution, and band-aids aren’t ideal but they’re better than bleeding everywhere)

The key here, however, is that you develop a strong inner model of the system you are learning. You constantly, actively try to guess how things will play out. Being wrong is a good thing, because it lets you improve your model. When other people’s rules have exceptions, but yours don’t, that means you have the real ones, the ones that account for the strange and the weird and the uncommon. That means that even the really wacky stuff just seems obvious to you, because that’s what your model says will happen… and then it turns out you’re right.

So don’t just watch, and don’t just try to force yourself towards memorizing how to secure a good outcome. Actively predict how things will turn out, and when you’re wrong, look for the thing you missed, or the thing that you paid too much attention to. When you are wrong, tweak yourself in the direction of being a better predictor. It takes a bit more effort, but it pays off.

Thanks for reading!

Tuesday, January 23, 2018

My Rain World Retrospective

One of my favorite video games of last year recently turned into one of my favorite video games of all time. Before, I might have placed it in my top 20, but now, as the result of a recent content update, it is now actually in my top 3. If you have watched any of my streams semi-recently, you’ll know that I’ve been hooked on it. I wanted to write a review, or retrospective, or something about the game for some time now, and since I said I would write more blog posts this year, this is it.

For people who haven’t played or seen it, Rain World is a 2D platformer with a focus on survival and exploration. You play as a little creature called a Slugcat that has been separated from its family, and you begin the game by questing to find them. Each night it rains, and your job is to find food and shelter. Certain rooms are special refuges from the rain, and when you’ve eaten enough food each day, you can hibernate to wait out the rain. Gameplay is a balance of exploring the world, finding shelter, finding food, and traveling from region to region while you figure out what’s going on.

Like a lot of my favorite games, it blends cuteness and ruthlessness. The main character is very adorable, which makes it a shame that you are going to see it die so much. Slugcat is rather fragile and preyed on by the many creatures roaming around. It’s easy to get lost, the controls take a bit of getting used to, and you will find yourself alternating between confused and dead with great frequency.

I’ve been playing video games for most of my life, and Rain World is near the top of my list. If you go looking at reviews, you’ll see a lot of complaints, and I can’t imagine many people want to play through it. So what do I like so much about it?

It’s a Roleplaying Game, For Real

There are a couple genre names that don’t really mean much except by convention. The two that come to mind are MOBA and RPG. “Multiplayer Online Battle Arena” does not explicitly tell you to expect a team-based game that usually has lanes, farming, towers, items, and a base to blow up, nor does “Roleplaying Game” explicitly tell you that there will be leveling and weirdly-dressed teenagers.

Despite all the other labels I gave it, Rain World is an honest-to-goodness roleplaying game. It actually gets you feeling like your character would. There are a few main criticisms of the game that you will see if you check out reviews, and they look something like:

1) I'm confused
2) I'm lost
3) I'm frustrated
4) I keep dying
5) The game isn't helping

To be very, very fair, these are all totally reasonable reactions to playing Rain World. I don't feel like these are inaccurate or unexpected responses.

Here’s the thing. Your little Slugcat roams a slowly decaying civilization, surrounded by creatures and buildings and structures that are all bigger than it. The world does not make sense, outside of “eat, sleep, don’t die.” You go searching, but it’s easy to get lost. The buildings stand tall and imposing, but are mostly host to your attempts at survival; their actual purpose is difficult to determine.

And this is what makes it a roleplaying game. If you say “hey, you’re a plucky teenager making his way in the world on some kind of wacky adventure,” but a few hours in I am absolutely manhandling a bunch of experienced mercenaries twice my age and size… well, it’s a game, and it might be a fun game, but I sure as heck don’t feel like it’s me against the world. I get to feel cool and powerful, but I don’t go mowing down hordes of nameless soldiers and monsters and come away feeling like I’ve stepped into any particular role other than God of Destruction.

Rain World, on the other hand, is not looking to make you feel powerful. The game is looking to make you feel like Slugcat. It is looking to make you feel like a little creature dropped in a world that does not care about you, does not make sense to you, will not be kind to you, and feels no need to explain itself. You are lost and you are small. It is not actually a pleasant feeling.

Every single enemy represents a real threat to you. Having played the game a lot, I can safely say that every single creature in that game has gotten me killed, whether it was friendly, hostile, or neutral to me. It’s a scary world out there, and the only time the game lets you really breathe is when you reach a shelter.

There’s a quote out there (whose origins I don’t know) that goes: “Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle: when the sun comes up, you’d better be running.”

Like a lot of people in developed civilization, my day-to-day life is not closely entangled with concerns about my own mortality. Meat grows in supermarkets. Hunting and gathering means “finding restaurants.” We are mostly surrounded by each other and have a lot of rules against hurting one another. We’ve walled up and shoved out most of the creatures that can kill us easily. Death is mostly considered a tragic accident that nobody should have to worry about. Our lives are relatively predictable, and there is no shortage of information on how to navigate the world we’ve built for ourselves. Even if you decide to go camping in the wilderness, you probably travel in a secure vehicle and bring your own food and shelter and have some way of getting in contact with other people. It’s not exactly behind glass, but it’s close.

Rain World asks “what if you didn’t have any of that?” and the answer is “it’s not pleasant.” There’s a reason we went to so much effort to put up the walls and roofs and bring the more edible creatures inside with us. There’s a reason we spend years trying to teach children how the world works before we throw them into the middle of it. But once you’re just a creature in the wild, your primary concern is “find food somewhere, find a place to sleep, and don’t die,” every day. Lions don’t hand you flashcards and sharks only give you one short and violent pop quiz. If you can’t handle it, you can be the meal for something else.

Rain World, as a game, honestly feels like it just doesn’t care that much about me. It doesn’t feel like it really privileges me as the player. I get the feeling that Rain World is like some mountain range off in the wilderness that doesn’t care whether you ever reach the peak or experience its marvelous vistas. If you want to, that’s on you. The mountain will keep being a mountain, and Rain World will keep being Rain World, as cold and uncaring as nature. You just don’t matter to it.

It didn’t feel like the devs screwed up here, either. Sometimes you play a crappy game and you can tell that whoever made it just didn’t really know what they were doing. That’s not the feeling I get from Rain World. It seems that this is what they wanted. It might not be everybody’s cup of tea, but it was certainly unique.

It Feels Like a Living System

Now that I’ve streamed it a bunch, one of the most frequent comments I’ve seen is “watching this game feels like watching a nature documentary.” In part, this is because the creatures in the game have been carefully designed to seem alive. Not only are the animations are procedural, but their behaviors feel very animal. They will bob and move erratically, they will pause, they will stop and turn around for no apparent reason, and though you can learn their patterns they still have a knack for surprising you or doing weird things.

Most importantly though, the creatures all interact with each other. Their lives do not revolve around you, the player; they are all trying to eat and survive, just like you. When you wake up each day, your entire region loads, and all the enemy behavior is simulated even when offscreen. Though they do have common spawn locations, from the moment they wake up, it’s a mixed bag where they’ll go. But wherever they go, they will act like themselves.

This, by the way, is one of the reasons it took a content update to shoot Rain World so high up my list. It not only added a few new creature designs, but it also added a harder difficulty in which, among other things, more creatures spawn. This means there are a lot more opportunities to see them interact (or get caught in the middle of them, and try to use their interactions to your advantage). You are more likely to enter a room and see other two enemies in the middle of a scuffle, and you are more likely to get different species of creatures nearby one another to use as resources (since same species typically won’t fight).

Again, you get that feeling that you’ve honestly been dropped into a living world, and you’re just one of the many. You also have many opportunities to learn the behavior patterns of all the creatures, and they are surprisingly detailed. With a few hundred hours of time in the game (don’t judge me) I still learn little things about them. Sometimes by getting eaten.

You Are Not Powerful, But You’re Capable

Speaking of getting eaten… one of the things about this game that will drive you mad is how unfair it all feels. As I said above, this is a big part of that feeling that you are a small creature in a big world. You survive by eating fruits and little bats that flit about dumbly, and your main weapons are small rocks and sticks that you pick up and throw at things. Learning how to reliably kill enemies is a process that involves you getting bitten and snapped at and knocked around, and even once you have a lot of knowledge under your belt, little things go wrong and then you’re dead again. It really does feel unfair.

Yet there are many creatures, small and fragile, who still live. They are the survivors, the latest links of an unbroken genetic chain that has been forged through millions of years of trial, error, life, death, and luck. Your Slugcat is very much the same. It’s a big world, but the tools you need to survive are there. Most of the deaths are your fault, and you could have done something more to survive. Some of them are because you didn’t know how things worked, but that’s life. Ants will cluelessly walk into antlion traps and be devoured. A fish is dead in the water when a faster swimmer spots it from outside its own vision. The only answer is “don’t do that thing you did,” but you learn too late. At least Slugcat gets to respawn! With each death, you ideally learn a little more about how to navigate the world, where you are strong, where you are weak, and how to keep going. Some deaths are bad luck, and come from being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Again, this is all very realistic, which is a popular trend in games these days, I hear.

Even in your more “realistic” games though, you get to feel powerful. The least powerful you feel is probably when you play multiplayer games and get trashed by people better than you, but at least you probably have guns or spells or special abilities or something. In Rain World, you start out with sticks and rocks, and you pretty much end with sticks and rocks. In between, you will find things in the world that you can use to survive. Many of the items are multipurpose, but you will only find out what they do by experimenting, because the game doesn’t go out of its way to tell you.

Nevertheless, the path to victory is there. As you learn, as you get more clever and knowledgeable, the game becomes more and more traversable, and you start to realize that the tools for success are lying everywhere. The game that once felt so unfair almost starts to seem benevolent. Sometimes I get through a region and almost get embarrassed at myself for ever thinking the game was tough. I typically get humbled shortly after that, but nonetheless, I’m amazed at how rich the world is with opportunities to survive and succeed. Dying to “bad luck” is almost always the result of pushing my good luck too far, or doing something even when I knew it was a risky idea.

With all that in mind, the result is that I feel good about succeeding in this game. It does not hold my hand. It usually tries to take whatever’s in it and then bite the hand off. It is not a game where you get a quicktime event, hit one button, and the game tells you how legendary you are. It’s a game where victory is making it through the day, and if you succeed, then you probably earned it. You are not powerful, but you are capable of survival, and ultimately triumphing. There aren’t many games that have made me feel as accomplished as I do when playing this game well.

Other Stuff

That’s my experiential take on Rain World. Lastly, here is some of the other stuff you’d expect from a review.

From a visual perspective, I think the game is beautiful, detailed, and lovingly crafted. Even if the game didn’t have an ending, your reward for playing, surviving, and exploring would just be getting to see everything. After struggling to navigate the earlier regions and finally surviving, seeing some of the backgrounds and vistas gave me a feeling similar to what, I imagine, mountain climbers feel when they reach a summit after a grueling ascent.

The sound design is phenomenal, and much of it lies in the sound effects. There is music, but it rarely plays. I find that a shame, because I enjoyed the music quite a bit, but silence serves the tone and feel of the game well. Music either kicks in when enemies arrive (it becomes one of your most useful cues), or when you reach an area that is mostly devoid of threats and you have some time to appreciate your surroundings.

There is lore and background to the world, and you can ignore it or investigate it as you please. I feel like the atmosphere of the game is enough to carry it, but the developers put quite the detailed backstory and information into the game, which was fun to go hunting for (or just reading via wiki online, when I decided I didn’t want to do all the work myself). As you go through the game and piece things together from a behavior standpoint, with the objective being “don’t die,” it’s nice to also get a wider-view picture of why things are the way they are. Like the rest of the game’s information, it is not particularly easy to access, nor does it intend to be.

The controls are precise, but they end up feeling clunky because of how precise they are. Do things correctly and they work every time. Do things slightly wrong, and you usually get a very wrong outcome. If you are handling yourself well, you will understand why your character is called a cat; if you aren’t, you understand why your character is called a slug. Things that seem inconsistent have, time and again, turned out to be very consistent once I actually investigated them. However, when the action gets frenetic, or you are racing against time to reach a shelter, if you don’t keep your cool and input things properly, you can end up paying big time.

Ultimately though, the controls are mostly quite good. Except the swimming. The swimming can go drown itself.


Strangely enough, as much as I adore this game, it can be hard for me to recommend this game to people because of how demanding and aggravating it can be. If you think you have the necessary tolerance for frustration though, then I do recommend it, wholeheartedly. It is full of countless, delicious rewards, in the form of the environments you see and the knowledge you gain and the accomplishment you feel just from surviving. It’s a system full of simple but detailed elements, all interacting and offering you new (and often lethal) surprises. You really won’t play another game quite like it.

Thanks for reading. See you next time.