CS2 is not just a game—it’s a high-stakes gambling addiction disguised as an FPS. Every match feels like a twisted social experiment where your sanity is the currency. You tell yourself, "Just one more round." Next thing you know, it’s 4 AM, your fingers are numb, and you’ve lost 500 rating to bot-wielding cheaters and smurfing 10,000-hour Russians.


If you enjoy watching spinbotters perform interpretive ballet mid-air, then CS2 is the perfect game for you. Valve’s anti-cheat is so effective that it actively ignores the problem. You’ll report an obvious wallhacker, and weeks later, your Overwatch case remains "under review"—but hey, at least your case-hardened knife looks nice.


Queueing into a match is like signing up for a psychology experiment on rage induction. Your teammates will either be:
• A 12-year-old Russian screeching in your ears
• A "teammate" who goes AFK after the pistol round
• A boosted bot who plays like they installed CS2 five minutes ago
• Someone who speaks in Morse code via their broken microphone
And let’s not forget the toxic voice chat, where the only thing more common than a smoke grenade is casual racism.


CS2’s engine revamp was supposed to be an upgrade, but getting a headshot feels more random than a slot machine at a shady Vegas casino. You spray at someone’s chest, but according to the kill feed, you only hit air. Meanwhile, you get one-tapped by a guy spinning at 2000 DPI while hopping like a caffeinated rabbit.


Valve doesn’t care about gameplay balance, matchmaking, or cheaters. The only thing they care about is the skin market, where digital knives are worth more than a month’s rent. They rake in billions while we suffer through broken hitboxes, match-fixing, and an ELO system that punishes you harder than life itself.


CS2 is a toxic, soul-sucking, rage-inducing mess that somehow keeps you coming back. It’s an abusive relationship in game form. You’ll hate it, scream at it, swear to never play again— and then log back in the next day.

Score: 2/10. But I’ll still queue up tomorrow.