Building Worlds

I was five years old, playing NES, when my stepdad told me I was wasting time. “I’m gonna make games one day.” I said.
“No, you won’t. You don't even know how to say to computer - make the character jump.”
“I do! *Yoomp!*”
Fast forward. I pursued IT in university, until electronics class. I hated it, so I dropped out and became a CNC programmer instead. I was pretty happy. Then I met another Dan at work. A menace who cracked networks for fun and got me into Linux. He tore apart my safe space, pushed me, shared pranks with me, opened up to me and then one day, he left. He did it, he scored a job in penetration testing.
I was alone again and my mind was racing: "Python, Python..."
So I started and I never stopped.