I'm walking the path by my nephew who has been a gamer for many years.
He also lives in a home of many crashing currents and, I blelieve has abilities that are unseen or conceived of by the perception of school or the frame of the family.
In walking-talking terms he is, by the world's measure, dis functioning and around him is a mounting panic, fear and desperation about his future.
The bottom line fear, when one of his peers has recently committed suicide, is that when he finds no more wriggle room he will feel that desperate.
I try to hold an Openspace for him. I feel the fear of his desperation, of his reaction to being cornered by the consequences of his actions and I feel indignation at how he has been mistreated and I feel a connection to something finer that has not been recognised; At the same time, there is a slippery illusive energy, like a thick grease that illudes traction at times.
So far I've found the way to keep a line to him is to be still and solid, roll with some of the times he's not present n sit for the moments he comes toward me.
And yes, I feel the fear of him spinning into free fall - and in this the pain of loneliness and desolation and desperation.
I had not seen it as the net of opposing consciousness until I read your article.
It's like a net that's been around him so long it incases him and he's grown around it like a tree grows around a wire fence.
Lots to work with, to open into.