On this date in 2012, Rhonda and I saw Duran Duran play in Biloxi, Mississippi. This was the first of our little mini-tour around the southeast to finish up the All You Need Is Now album cycle, at least for us. That little tour meant that the next time we would see the band play at all would be almost three years later in April 2015. It began a weird sort of desperation. The cause was obvious. The AYNIN album and tour marked the best time we had (I think) as fans up until that point. We attended a bunch of shows, managed to see the band play in the UK and began holding meet ups before shows. Truly, we didn’t want the party to end.
Despite all that, if you look back at my posts from that time, they were not all happiness and light. I questioned if I needed some sort of break from fandom. As much as I loved it all, I wondered if it was creating some weird sort of pressure. I’m sure that part of it was also because not everyone loved what we were doing and saying. Yet, instead of walking away, we dove in more by planning a convention. Interestingly enough, six years later, I’m finding myself in a similar emotional space. Looking back, I knew that I felt a lot of angst but I didn’t really know why. I assumed it was fandom, but I don’t think it was. The summer of 2012 included an upsetting political loss while preparing for another campaign. It also meant changing teaching positions. I think I felt like the ground below me was unsettled. I reacted to that by first trying to finding something to blame, which I stupidly thought might have been fandom. Then, instead of running away, I increased my commitment.
Now, I also feel like my foundation has been shaken. Last school year was tough and there are changes there that make me less than excited for the upcoming year. Politically, I have faced some big losses while trying to gear up to the next one. On top of that, there is more stress surrounding my aging parents and feel like I have less support to assist with it all. Again, my desire is to seek security like I did in 2012. The only aspect of my life that I questioned then was fandom. Even when I wondered if fandom was making me happy, I remember just wanting people to reassure me that fandom could and would continue to bring joy. I wanted people to want me to continue writing this blog, planning events, etc.
Did I handle my feelings in the right way then? No clue. Should I have questioned other areas of my life? Maybe. Probably. I often wonder if I stay too long, that I stay when I should not. I think about the fact that six years ago I changed positions at work. I should have done it years before that. I’m not good at timing. This leads me to wonder if changes need to be made now. Should I continue to double down on my path in life with teaching, campaigning and doing fandom? I don’t know that I have any answers, just more questions.
All that said, now that I have poured all of this out on this blog post (most of you are probably thinking that I have over shared or wished that I hadn’t opened my big, fat mouth at all), I do realize one thing. Duran tours and other happenings have been mile markers in my journey of life. That tour in 2012 was more than just 4 shows. It made me recognize that things in my life weren’t as awesome as I wanted. It made me question things. I appreciate that even if my recognition did not lead to some amazing changes in my life. It reminds me that Duran’s history has helped to form my history, even if I couldn’t see it when it was happening. It makes me wonder what will Duran do next that will form the backdrop to my own life.