Golden words, bro. I agree with almost every word you've written. However ...
About depression. I sympathize in advance with all those who are seriously ill or have had this disease. However, here's how it happens sometimes. What follows is an instructive case from chunkas' personal life:
I earn my living through a kind of creative work. You might be surprised. As soon as the deadline comes to give this work to the customer, I use a thousand and one tricks. Imagination works to the fullest to come up with another excuse. Last month I slipped and fell into a hole in an abandoned cellar, covered with snow. And seriously injured his right hand. Well, as I hurt myself - a deep cut. I was even scared at first. These idiots from the office where the order was placed started calling and texting me, demanding the work done. Well, guess what happened next? Very similar to the stories of a Beggar!!!
And you know: they believed! Brought condolences + added a new deadline. When I received the money, I wrapped my hand in a bandage stained with my blood. The cashier was horrified, etc. Why did I stop judging BoN? Yes, I do it all the time like him!
Here you offer: "at this point, he should just finish the game and take an indefinite break, or retire from making games all together"

You must be a good guy. As far as I remember, this is his only job! Hunger is the best cure for depression