A story about getting burned out on fandom activities (just a rant)
I used to think I was immune to fandom burnout, but I have finally succumbed to it. Until now, even if I got fed up with the management or the planning, I never lost my passion for the work itself, nor did I ever find the act of supporting it painful. The trigger was a certain event. There was an event for a piece of content that I had been looking forward to for months, and I kept following the information and getting excited every time it was updated, to the point where I even took paid leave for that day. However, when I actually went to the event, it was, to put it bluntly, a completely joyless project that felt like it was just being held for the sake of it. I wish I could have been satisfied just by the fact that I was able to go, but the results of the merchandise, which I was looking forward to just as much as the event itself, were also the worst. There were no box sales for…