I'm beginning to think that there is no "good" or "bad" about leaving those things behind-- just different. As I mention below, if you're a generally happy person, whether you're doing fannish things or "mundane" things you'll still probably be happy. <--And it's *exactly* that kind of thinking that worries me now, because I see it as the first step to drifting out.

One of the significant problems I've been dealing with stems from my unwillingness to let go of the hobbies and activities I like so much. I feel like Linus and his blanket: his life would be simpler without the nasty, ratty thing...but he just can't let it go.