I'm way too obsessed!!
How has chess ruined your life?

It started out as the odd game here or there. Next thing I knew it was all I could think about. I found I was sneaking a game in at work, and then even before I left for work or during my commute. I used to keep a board in my desk just so I could top off my coffee in the morning. All that was before I lost my wife, my family, my job, my car, my house, and all of my self respect. Now I live in the streets and have nothing but time for chess.
My name is TheGrobe and I am a chessoholic.
I'm addicted to chessohol.
You should be a motivational speaker.

I once got punched by a chessplayer in Harvard Square.
please tell us the story of this event, chessmate
It was back in the mid-80s when I was about 24 or so. I was standing next to a friend's board watching a 5 or 10 minute game, when my friend's opponent spent about a minute on one move, when he went for some cheap action on the b-file by exchanging pawns away from the center with predictably (and fairly quickly ensuing) results. I said something banal like "capturing away from the center...a bold move" or some such. When his game ended, I was turned away looking at a more interesting game. He got up, came up behind me and took a few quick jabs at my kidneys, gritting his teeth like a fruitcake and muttering how if I ever said anything about one of his games, he'd kill me. Fortunately he had the upper body strength of a three year-old and the balls to match. I more or less laughed him off (while giving myself a bit of distance and keeping an eye on him). Oddly enough, he was a therapist by trade.
On the plus side, since I was a TD, he was thankfully missing from any of my events.

I once got punched by a chessplayer in Harvard Square.
please tell us the story of this event, chessmate
It was back in the mid-80s when I was about 24 or so. I was standing next to a friend's board watching a 5 or 10 minute game, when my friend's opponent spent about a minute on one move, when he went for some cheap action on the b-file by exchanging pawns away from the center with predictably (and fairly quickly ensuing) results. I said something banal like "capturing away from the center...a bold move" or some such. When his game ended, I was turned away looking at a more interesting game. He got up, came up behind me and took a few quick jabs at my kidneys, gritting his teeth like a fruitcake and muttering how if I ever said anything about one of his games, he'd kill me. Fortunately he had the upper body strength of a three year-old and the balls to match. I more or less laughed him off (while giving myself a bit of distance and keeping an eye on him). Oddly enough, he was a therapist by trade.
On the plus side, since I was a TD, he was thankfully missing from any of my events.
How'd you know he was a therapist? You guys go for a beer later?

Pretty much evey psychopath since A.D. 600 has played chess. Every barbaric murderous dicktator who slays people for such heinous crimes as having the same last name, being the wrong color, or being too smart has probably played chess.

I once got punched by a chessplayer in Harvard Square.
please tell us the story of this event, chessmate
It was back in the mid-80s when I was about 24 or so. I was standing next to a friend's board watching a 5 or 10 minute game, when my friend's opponent spent about a minute on one move, when he went for some cheap action on the b-file by exchanging pawns away from the center with predictably (and fairly quickly ensuing) results. I said something banal like "capturing away from the center...a bold move" or some such. When his game ended, I was turned away looking at a more interesting game. He got up, came up behind me and took a few quick jabs at my kidneys, gritting his teeth like a fruitcake and muttering how if I ever said anything about one of his games, he'd kill me. Fortunately he had the upper body strength of a three year-old and the balls to match. I more or less laughed him off (while giving myself a bit of distance and keeping an eye on him). Oddly enough, he was a therapist by trade.
On the plus side, since I was a TD, he was thankfully missing from any of my events.
How'd you know he was a therapist? You guys go for a beer later?
Someone else who saw the event met me a week or so later at a tournament and he asked, "You know what he does for a living?" "No," I said. I had no clue. Then he told me that he was some kind of psychological counselor, which led to much hilarity.

My life has been ruined because without chess I might still have a clean criminal record, no murder..

My wife left me
Yeah. She left me, too....
I didn't know that in Finland a man can marry his mom.
I would carry your mom, but she's so fat, if I just thought about her it would break my neck.

After reading this... interesting 2 people said they have lost everything and gone onto the streets and chess is the only thing left in their lifes... Is this a true story or just a funny joke to get attention? Maybe it could happen and yes chess is very addictive and also quite sexist but I play it for the fun of playing chess it's a good strategic game... yes ok I miss out allot and chess takes up all my free time but i'm happy with that. it's good to have some obsessions in life. Chess is a calming game and I don't think it could cause violence.

I'm not going to say that chess, per say, ruined my life. It didn't.
However, there are other things that ruined my life in a much worse way.
If anything, I ruined my life all myself.
Nonetheless, chess made me procrastinate getting my life back, on track. Perhaps it saved me from a much worse fate, too. Who knows?!
It like to say it's luck of the draw, you're born to rich parents or poor parents, you get blonde hair, you get white skin, you get black skin, you get addiction...
I am Areez, not Azeez.