The university didn’t approve your RPG club’s room reservations; the university must hate gamers.
The local Sci-Fi convention put the tabletop RPGers in the conferences rooms in the basement of a hotel; they must not want roleplayers around.
Your local gaming store canceled RPG night in favor of a Magic: The Gathering tournament; so much for your loyalty–you’re gonna buy your stuff from Amazon from now on at 20% off.
You cringed when the government agents took Mike’s D&D stuff away in Stranger Things, because…it could happen to you!
Does Gamer Persecution Complex exist? Maybe.
Gamers do feel persecuted from time-to-time. Part of it, I’m sure, is a holdover from the Satanic Panic of the 1980s and 90s. Yet part of it comes from growing up as a geek or a nerd with all of the social anxieties that come with it.
So it’s hard not feel, that when gamers get the short end of the stick, to draw the conclusion that gamers are being persecuted–especially if you’ve experienced it before.
Problems arise when you start feeling persecuted when its just not the case.
No. The university treats all of it’s student organizations badly.
No. The convention put the roleplayers in the lower-level conference rooms because they thought the roleplayers would enjoy a quieter environment.
No. Your FLGS started a Magic night because not enough players were showing up for RPG night.
No. People aren’t coming to take your RPG books away. Well, sort of.
There are people who would like to burn your RPG collection. And there are children who would face punishment if their parents caught them with a D&D book.
I’ve seen both.
The trick is not to carry the angst from terrible situations like that over into other aspects of your life and hobby.