Post Jump Depression
I have done seven jumps since my two FJCs, and I've noticed something I'd like to call post jump depression. I am curious to hear if anybody else experiences this. And more importantly, whether there is a treatment for it. 
Directly after a jump, there is excitement, exhilaration and the feeling of great accomplishment. This usually lasts for an hour, and then comes a smile that stays for several days. You know; the grin on your face, walking down the street looking up at the highrises around you thinking: "There's a world out there that few people know of."
Then, after two or three days, the post jump depression kicks in. You find yourself doing some mundane task, like doing the dishes, getting groceries, or just sitting in the office, and you begin to wonder what the purpose of life is. You worry what happens if base becomes too consuming. What if the intervals between jumps become boring inevitabilities in life?
Another two days later this feeling subdues. You come back to reality and begin appreciating other things. An early morning coffee, waking up and seeing a blue sky, old music rediscovered, a great dinner with friends, or a walk in the park.
And then you start packing for your next jump and the cycle repeats...
Is this feeling familiar to anybody?
One solution is to make another jump before the smile dissapears. That way the bliss keeps going forever. However, one ends up having to make jumps more and more often, not to mention push the limits further and further. Inevitably, this will lead to accidents.
I think the best life is one of moderation and balance. Not only in base, but for any intensely emotional activity (like beer
). The question is; how to do this if we acknowledge that happiness is largest in extremities. Woah, slow down Jaap; "It's only base jumping after all..."
Cheers,
Jaap
