There's a book convention coming to Orlando, Florida in October and I thought long and hard about attending, since it's just an hour from where I live. The only other one I attended was back in 2009 when that, too, was in Orlando.
I decided not to go, even though I thought it would be fun to join in on the book signing event. I decided not to go, even though I thought it would be fun to meet other authors, and readers. I decided not to go, even though I would save a ton of money because it's just down the street and I wouldn't have to pay for travel there or get a hotel room. I decided not to go, even thought I thought there would be plenty of opportunities for growth as a writer.
So, to be true to myself I'll continue to be a home body, and not do anything that I know will cause me stress. Writing is my hobby, not a job.