Shy, i know exactly what you wrote. It's a special way. After the first 10 years as helicopterpilot i found me on one remarkable day exhaustet, alone and depressive.
The first years were so impressive, i loved flying, i got permanent new ratings, new tasks, new clients, new countries, new hotel rooms
anyday news!. My logbook was full of hours, about 700h p.a. I never mentioned that i was beginning to loose my friends, my social background, my link to the normal world. Never saw a new film during this time, never visited a theater, never gone hunting, never... never... never... just barbecues with the collegues somewhere next to a parked helicopter or sleeping like a brick after long days. The first company collabsed after 3 years, no problem up to the next. The next wasn't better, also not the others... One day i became clear in my brain and went into HEMS. Sometimes it's boring and i miss the old amazing days. But my life is now in good shape.Because i'am a helicopterpilot living like a human.