I grew up with an older brother playing Duke Nukem, Doom, Quake and what made me love those games was the visceral graphics of the day, and the satisfaction of being a little sister fragging her brother at his favourite games.
Meanwhile, I was 7 - 10 years old, my parents let me spend time playing LAN with my bro. I enjoyed it. They were only games afterall.
To this day, I'm now in my mid-twenties, I've never smoked, drunk alcohol to the point of inebriation, done drugs, or anything stupid or dangerous enough to go viral on youtube. Although my brother had, he doesn't anymore (but he's a wine connoisseur now). A long time ago I decided none of that was for me.
I suppose it has to do with how you're raised to percieve games. I know today they're more realistic but when I was growing up, the original polygonal characters of the first Alone in the Dark were realistic to me.
To me, gaming started as time with my brother. That's how my parents pushed it, and as a young girl, earning my brother's respect was important to me. Mum and dad didn't say 'that's too violent for her, don't play Doom'. There's a very real difference between pushing a button and punching someone IRL and I'm more than aware of that.
Maybe I got lucky and my parents did something right.