I've been out of the business for three months now. I left to go back to school for a masters in Media Studies and (hopefully), a Ph.D. after spending a decade in the business.
So far, I don't miss it. Which, to be honest, surprises me. This was what I've always wanted to do. Leaving was hard - my job was a big part of my identity, and I liked that. I loved writing, I loved the travel, I loved the games, I loved the chase of a big story. But the grind wore on me (as did working for the Evil Empire). So did wondering where my next step could be. So the siren call of graduate school lured me away.
And I haven't looked back. Sure, I miss the camaraderie of the room late at night. I miss the chase, the games, the Marriott points (oh, how I'll miss those). But doing something new, learning new things about our industry, has energized me in a way that covering another year of hoops and baseball never could.
About a month after I left, all heck broke loose on my beat. It became a big, national story. A few times during that, I missed it. A lot. But then I realized ... I didn't miss how that would have taken over my life. I didn't miss the stress of trying to cover every angle. I loved the fact that night the story first broke, I was watching U2 and Muse at Giants Stadium and didn't have to worry about it.
A couple other friends have left newspaper/media jobs. They told me the same thing - it's hard to leave, but once you do, it's great. They were right.
I'm not trying to tell anyone to leave the business. If you want to chase the dream, I raise a glass in your honor and wish you luck. But there is life outside the newsroom.