u/TailsNight

I recently decided to catch up on tbe games. I haven't touched any since... Tron: Evolution was fresh.

SPOILER AHEAD

I restored Cass, let Proxy in, Prinz was taken, and then Grish confronts me. Well in the mix Cass removes my disc... and the game crashes and closes out.

I validated files, reinstalled, restarted, deleted save data, restarted after a reinstall... and now it crashes intermittently. I've tried adjusting the FPS with Proton and such.

Has anyone else experienced something similar with Tron: Identity on Steam Deck?

Have you had any better experiences with other Tron titles?

I've never really shared this story and sometimes I still reflexively say "Straight" when I mean to say "Pan" but I figured maybe I could talk about this where I was less concerned with blast back.

I realized I was pansexual when I was 34 years old.

It happened at a friend’s wedding. These were old college friends of mine who started out as “bros,” then later became wives, so the wedding itself was this wild mix of people from every background and identity imaginable.

There was a woman there with a slightly deeper voice. I knew immediately she was trans, but I also couldn’t stop thinking about how gorgeous she was. Her cosplay was incredible, she carried herself beautifully, and I felt genuinely attracted to her.

What shocked me wasn’t the attraction itself... it was the fact that my brain immediately tried to argue with me about it.

For maybe 30 seconds straight, I had this internal tug-of-war.

One side of me was like: “You should ask her out.”

The other side was like: “No, don’t do that.”

And then my brain threw out this completely absurd thought:

“Who goes into work and says, ‘Hey guys, had a great night last night jerking my girlfriend off.’”

And I started laughing to myself because of how ridiculous it sounded.

But then I realized something else:

I was laughing because it also sounded… kind of cute.

And that realization hit me like a truck.

Suddenly I started thinking about all the times in my life where my bosses would be screaming at me, and somewhere in the back of my head I’d think, “Man, if this dude would just grab my junk and we jerked each other off, we’d probably have a way better day if he’d just calm down.”

At the time, I never connected those thoughts to my sexuality. I just thought my brain was weird.

Sitting there alone at that table, laughing harder and harder to myself while waiting for people to come back, it finally clicked:

Most of the resistance in my head wasn’t even mine. It was just social conditioning, expectations, noise from other people’s beliefs about what attraction is “supposed” to look like.

And once I realized that, my answer became really simple:

I don’t actually care what gender someone is if I’m attracted to them. I’m attracted to the person.

That was it.

Five minutes. Life crisis over.

And honestly, one of the funniest thoughts afterward was: thank God I’m not deeply religious, because I can absolutely see how this realization could destroy someone emotionally if they were raised to believe it made them evil.

Meanwhile I was just sitting there at a wedding laughing my ass off because I accidentally discovered something huge about myself through a dumb mental joke and a sudden attraction. I asked the gent who served me coffee on a date that weekend and it went swimmingly.