Most kids are obsessed with things—fantasies, foods, films—that they eventually outgrow.
It’s only natural. Our taste ages as we do.
But for me, it’s been 15 years since my parents got me my very first video game, Pokémon Platinum. I’m 22 years old now, and I’m as obsessed as I’ve ever been with the elemental creatures that I first met on a Nintendo DS screen in second grade.
Since then, the franchise has provided me with a place to go to find stability when my life has felt most chaotic—whether that happened to …