I’d like to talk about a little known affliction called Post-Conference Depression. It’s like postpartum depression, only not as bad.
You spend a week on a high so big you can’t sleep, don’t eat as much as you think you will, you’re just going going going for days on end. There are people you haven’t see in a year and won’t see again for at least a year. New people to meet and get stoked about seeing the next year, too. You don’t want to sleep for fear of missing something. You can rest later, right? Right.
Then you come home. Some of us to an empty house, some to a demanding family who hasn’t seen them in a week and doesn’t understand the life-and-career-altering experience they’ve just gone through.
So you crash. Hard. All the fun and stimulation and excitement of people who really understand what it means to be a writer and have all the demands, pressures, and ecstasy of the profession. You feel bereft and sad and a little lost.
It usually lasts a week or two, sometimes a whole month. You struggle to get back in your rhythm and write again. You’re stressed because you’re not as productive as you should be, which just makes you even more depressed.
Welcome home. Let’s all join hands on how down we feel right now. Returning to reality of your life sucks.
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A-freakin’-men. Hit me hard this year.
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Hang in there honey. You knew it was coming.
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sniff. I totally miss you.
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Sonja: I wanna go back! Real life sucks!
Jen: Yeah, but that doesn’t make it more fun.
Mel: Miss you, too!
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Glad you had a wonderful time…everyone’s comments this year were the same….the conference just wasn’t LONG enough to see everyone and do everything!
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It never is. It a week-long rush, but it’s never long enough.
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I haven’t been to a writer’s convention yet but I felt that way every year after the home school convention and then depression eases and you start looking forward to next year and the cycle start all over again! LOL
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(((((((((((((HUGS))))))))))))
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I feel ya. I just wanna veg for a week or two, but I don’t have time to.
Miss y’all like crazy already!
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Sam: Exactly right!
Dana: *hugs back*
Lori: Miss you, too! You have to come to SF! Make it happen.
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Lol I just posted on TNG I’ve been thinking of a way to make that work out. If this r&r works out that may be possible. I need to get my ass working…
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*whip* Get to work, woman!
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OMG my kid is like stuff to me. I love her, but how the heck can I write?! And once she passes out, I’m still too tired. (Yet I’m managing!) I miss conference. I’m going through serious withdrawal. *Sniffle* Except for the hotel and the food they served. I do kind of miss Alejandra.
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Dude, Alejandra told me he couldn’t get me any water the last night. How rude! Karen and I hadda share Feisty’s.
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Whatever. You could call me and listen to my pathetic post Not Going To The Conference woes. LOL.
I lurrrrve you honey.
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God I feel you…I”m so fucking tired, lol.
I had my littlest vomiting on me as soon as I got home and my house was a freakin mess and I’m just….tired!! Tired!! I want to sleep for like a week, lol.
Here’s to hoping the PCD is gone by next week.
anna j evans