on day two, of C2E2 in Chicago. I had been told it was the city’s biggest nerd convention, but bigger than Wizardworld? Doubtful. Except… quite true.
I only came for one day with my girlfriend and wow, it was nuts. So many people. So many vendors. So many special guests. So many panels so much cosplay so much everything! Too much, really, for a humble wombat such as myself to ever hope to experience. I loved every moment of it, even when my anxiety began to kick in, and my injured foot began to THROB. And even when my chronic dyspnea flared up. C2E2 is one of those community events that fosters a sense of community despite any real genuine connection among the many attendees. We’re all unified by our love for the extensive nerd culture. But not just as consumers; as creators as well. The cosplayers, yes, but the many writers, artists, podcasters, vloggers, musicians and so many more creatives.
It’s a community of shared energy in shared passions. And while I didn’t get to meet one of my most favorite celebrities (David Boreanaz), it has been such a memorable day. Not just for all the aforementioned reasons, but because I got to spend the day with my girlfriend exploring shared interests. Because, yes, of course she’s a nerd like me. But I also got to see her discover how much of a nerd she really is! I got to see her step WAY outside her comfort zone and perform in front of people!
The last time I went to a convention (Wizardworld) and really the only other time, I went with a friend. It was fun but it was nothing like this. I credit it to sharing the experience with someone I care about deeply. It’s a truly exhausting experience too, one that I’m so ready to collapse as soon as I get home and sleep the sleep of the dead. (I’m writing this while still at C2E2.) After a highly stressful month of settling into a new job (something I’m still doing), it’s an amazing way to just have fun.
Odd as it may seem, I’ve really been struggling to just have fun. For better or worse, I’ve allowed the stress of the new job get to me, to drain me, and to leave me with too much anxiety in my efforts to prove I belong there despite a marked lack of experience. (Although I’ve been reassured repeatedly that I’m doing great and everyone is well pleased with my performance.) Stress can be insidious. Stress, anxiety, depression, these things eat away at a person’s joy and contentment like termites to wood. Add in my physical woes—like my foot, my back, my breathing, and the potential for real fun just sort of goes out the window. Today has defeated that pattern; even if it’s just for today , I’m reminded that I still have the capacity for joy. I still know how to have fun.
I’m still a creative at heart. Because I’ve begun to suspect that too. I haven’t written anything in some time. I haven’t blogged. I haven’t recorded new YouTube content. And so… had I abandoned all that in favor of a regular 9-to-5? (Not that there’s something wrong with that.) No. I still love to create. I still love to develop and workshop story. I still want to be a successful, published writer.
I’m so grateful to my girlfriend, who reminds me of these things without even trying. Because she and I are on such similar journeys. We each yearn to prove ourselves. We each struggle with doubts about our own self-confidence.
So now as things truly wind down here at C2E2 for the day, I’m left with a sense of quiet contentment and satisfaction that today—despite some logistical hiccups—was a day very well spent. Does this mean I’ll start blogging or YouTube-ing or streaming on Twitch again? Maybe. Probably. Most definitely. Will I be as consistent as I’d hoped to be? Possibly. That’s less important at the moment. I’m back. I still have things to say and do. I remain Wombat.