Ah, Counter-Strike 2 – the game that serves as my daily dose of emotions, spiced with both a hint of euphoria and a solid portion of frustration. I've been playing since 2016 and have logged over 2,000 hours. How is it that I keep coming back to this game? Well, the answer is simple – it’s an emotional rollercoaster that I enjoy tormenting myself on.

Let's start with the fact that Counter-Strike 2 isn’t just a regular game. It's like a toxic relationship that I can't escape. Sometimes I feel like a god in this game – hitting every shot, getting aces, and thinking to myself, "This must be the day I go pro in esports!" But that feeling lasts only for a moment, because right after, there's a series of games where I feel like I’m playing with a toaster instead of a mouse. And just like that, I come crashing down from the heights, realizing that I won’t be the next S1mple after all.

Playing with friends? Now that's true group therapy. We have our rituals – I get frustrated, they laugh, and we all leave the game with the sense that, well, it could’ve been worse. Sometimes we play so well we can’t believe it’s us, and other times so poorly that we should probably have our keyboards taken away. But you know what? That’s the beauty of Counter-Strike – you never know if today will be the day of triumph or the day you’ll want to throw your computer out the window.

In the end, Counter-Strike 2 is a game that tests your patience, skills, and sometimes even your sanity. But is there anything better than that one perfect headshot that makes up for an hour of defeats? Probably not. That’s why I come back every day, hoping that maybe today will be the day when everything falls into place. And if not? Well, there's always tomorrow... and another match.