I think it is easy for climbers, as a group, to lose perspective on things and forget that there is a lot more to life than climbing. I have certainly been guilty of this in the past and still have a tendency to have my moods be dependent on my climbing “performance” or how much/little I have been climbing etc. Part of this, I am sure, is due to climbing being such a time-intensive activity (staying in climbing shape, let alone training and improving; driving to/from climbing areas and actually doing the climbing). Part of it is perhaps due to climbing being an escapist pursuit for some of us, where we can put on ice the stresses and worries of everyday life, and focus on the very simple task of climbing a route without injuring ourselves/dying.
But life has a habit of throwing things at you that make you realize how unimportant climbing is in the scheme of things. I have been thrown such an object and while I will try my best at compartmentalizing my worries/fears/anxieties about this thing and keep myself well by doing things that I enjoy in my spare time, I have been, historically, very poor at this. I will certainly not be posting a ton as I will be emotionally and time-wise unavailable for awhile.
On a more light-hearted note, I leave you with this picture of me in an over-sized (Small) Metolius shirt and team cap.