They were pretty much sick at around the same time, so I was taking care of them, and only had a few hours per week to spare to a little bit of online RPing through IRC. Sometimes, not even that much. I mean, I'm not gonna say it was 24/7 or anything. But taking care of two people who have terminal cancer is a bitch. Even when you're not doing something, it's hard to be anything other than exhausted. Mentally or physically. take your pick, you know?
But watching the antics of the other players, for whom the most important thing was how many merits or character points they could squeeze out of the rules, began to irritate me. Like, this was the most darma they could experience...fake drama, and they were just bitching about this or that and min/maxing.
I mean, it was supposed to be a distraction, but increasingly, all I could think about was how frivolous it all was in comparison. After they were both gone, I thought my desire to play would eventually return. But it never really did.
I mean, I still like imaginative diversions like that whole thing. But I just don't have the motivation or patience to dedicate to dealing with it. I mean, if you really think of it, a lot of gaming is devoted to some pointless shit.
I remember years ago, we had a Mage: the Ascension game going, and it got to the point where people were constantly arguing about whatever this combination of that could produce with this amount of dice. I just couldn't sit still for that shit today.