I'm 6 months in after nearly 2 years planning and researching. Other than the occasional goldfish I haven't had a tank of any description except this one. The anxiety for me really kicked in just after the tank had cycled. Missing fish, algae blooms including a plankton bloom that has lated over a month, the great RODI spillover of 2018, quarantine fails and stray voltage. I feel like I've had it all.
The tank is a constant visual reminder of regrets and failures punctuated by gold plated moment of pure joy and wonder. I have to keep reminding myself that apart from being a lifelong dream I can now afford, I did this because it was a challenge, not easy. I'm well and truly hooked now so I remind myself that even if it's causing me to feel overwhelmed, it won't make me give it up so I may as well harden up and get on with it.