This is more than likely the weirdest thing, but I’m hoping against hope that someone can relate to me.
I’ve been roleplaying for eight years now. It was my main hobby throughout most of middle school and all of high school. I started to draw away from it when I started college, but dove back in last August, and couldn’t get enough for about three months. Even during the times I wasn’t actively writing somewhere, my characters and stories were in my head and I always thought about them.
I’m still virtually always thinking about my characters and the few plots I’m quasi-involved in now. But it’s taking me weeks to actually write replies (I’m extremely blessed with one very, very patient partner and another who just keeps forgiving me for my absence). I don’t know what’s wrong. I look at their replies and I can think up a skeleton for mine, but I just can’t bring myself to write it. I put it off. I procrastinate on something I really love.
Yet I keep coming up with more and more ideas for plots, character attributes, etc.
I have a writer’s heart and I’ve written well as long as I’ve been able to write, and I think I’ll always carry it with me. But I’m terrified I’ve nearly outgrown roleplaying. I don’t know what to do. I desperately want to devote my heart to it again. I just can’t figure out how to revive my enthusiasm. It’s extraordinarily saddening to me.