Not for a few seasons now, I started having difficulty with crowds. Last match I went to was against Derby but I'm not sure what season it was, 3 or 4 years ago anyway. I had to leave during the first-half as I had the oppressive feeling that everyone was slowly moving towards me and I was having trouble breathing. No drugs or alcohol were involved!! It was the first manifestation of an issue I started to have in various areas of life and led to a bit of a withdrawal from social situations as well as the deletion of social media accounts. I think maybe I had reached a point where I made life over-complcated and I was mentally giving myself a kick to just let it all go and accept what will be.
As you say, possibly a different path but similar reasons that led Arbie to Wales and you to consider a move out of town! Are you still getting to matches yourself?
Seeing your moniker instantly reminds me of a pub down Fulham way, I think I was with Arbie and Deepsea when we met? Anyway, the football that day was pretty awful (6-0 I think) but the pub crawls before and after very entertaining. I ended up crammed into a tiny pub up towards Chiswick somewhere, can't remember who I was with but I do remember having great difficulty getting over the central barrier of the A4 on my stagger back to Paddington.
I'm still going to the very occasional match Goofster, unlike the venerable Scorps who along with a few other of this board's stalwarts goes to every home game. It's lost it's meaning, that's the problem. And like you, I find I am underwhelmed with social media and all that goes with it - petty ego stuff, distraction, meaninglessness - leading me to also want to simplify my life. I'm sure our age plays a part in this. Be good to see you sometime anyway mate. I'm thinking of moving to Oxford so will be fairly close to you if you're still Reading way.