The Last of Us Part II rocked me to my core and I've thought about it daily since finishing. It helped that, beyond my my enjoyment of the first game, I had essentially no expectations—no spoilers, no reviews, avoided all discussion and discourse—and basically went into it blind. I'd originally planned to plow through it between Christmas Day and New Years (yeah, I held off that long), but ended up having to step away from the game for days at a time because its violence and unfolding perspectives were getting to me. Felt almost like the video game equivalent of playing through Apocalypse Now or Incendies. I never want to forget the feeling of that first playthrough.