I'm a self-hating narcissist who projects my problems and self-doubt onto others. So, no I don't think gamers are lame, I just can't accept myself as someone who enjoys games. Or I assume my constant escapism is a constant across the majority of gamers. Again, ugly projection issues. I'm also an attention whore who likes to stir up shit to get noticed.
And I can't say for a fact that I have asperger's either. All I know is that I have little empathy, sympathy, get fixated on few interests and have had a terrible time socialising my whole life. I tried therapy until the money ran out, self help books, hanging out with co-workers, etc. The truth is, I don't know whats wrong with me and developed a kind of hypochondria to every match for the keywords I put into a search engine.
Sometimes I want to say its simple vanilla stupidity but that would be like giving up. I honestly don't know how I feel about anything anymore, what I want to achieve and grow more and more unmotivated every passing day.
Not to be melodramatic, but I'm bitter about life, and I'm sorry for subjecting you all to my neurotic childish behavior.