I had a nice chat on Discord today with some fellow RT fans about something in my life.
I stopped going to every pop-culture con my city ran about 3 years ago. I had decided that PAXAus, and if I could squeeze the money in RTXSydney, would be my only cons going forth.
Yesterday I stopped the cold-turkey and went to OzComicCon. A very good friend was running a stall, and I wanted to support her by attending, and buying one of her products in person (which btw are super-perfect-AMAZING quality. Check her out here.)
It was the strangest thing, that after 2 hours I was done. Normally at a con like this I would have lasted all day and into the night - with PAXAus and RTXSydney that is most certainly the case! But here... it was weird. The atmosphere was the same fun, geeking out positivity, beautiful displays of indie and commercial merch, fun panels, great guests (Jason Momoa and Alyssa Hannigan were headlining) and I was appreciative of all the new things that had installed to assist their attendees (they had a family fun area, some food trucks, roving entertainers).
The discussion I had on Discord was whether I was getting older, or was I out of practice. It wasn't until later, over two glasses of red wine and some Civ6, that it dawned on my that it wasn't either of those things; I had just moved on.
I think I was unconsciously bitter about it, hence the wine, which admittedly had been opened for the slow-cooked dinner that night, and not for this epiphany. This morning, I have accepted that it is bitter sweet overall - I had a blast going to all the con's between 2009 and 2013, would not have changed it and the lessons I have learned from it, and the wisdom I still impart from those experiences (see here). I still enjoy the ones that I do attend on an annual basis. My life is still just as amazing as back then, and I hope everyone who attends or does not attend cons is having an amazing time in their life too.
Laughter and Sunshine!