Why do we do this to ourselves

Last night a game made me utterly miserable. There's an embargo on the specifics of that misery, but I will tell you I was playing an upcoming Souls-like. I butted my head against demonic arseholes for a solid hour, throwing myself into their jaws time and time again. On this occasion I happened to be doing it because it was my job, but I suspect I would have done it anyway, for ""fun"".

Weird, that.