I’m undergoing a similar phase in my life, and it’s about creating music for me. I’ve been playing an electric guitar on and off for the past 25 years or so. Yeah, 25 years… more than enough time to achieve something great if you have talent and determination, of which I had neither. But I realized that too late.
At first, I thought I could be a great musician some day, and as I happened to meet people with real talent my hope became a bit more modest, so I just wanted to be a decent guitar player.
But that again proved to be an unattainable goal for me, because while I was repeatedly banging my head against an invisible wall which seems to be lying between me and my Muse, I had seen plenty of younger players who, despite having much less command of the instrument than me due to their lack of experience, nevertheless could create beautiful songs which I could only dream of writing myself. It looked to me, as if they were born with those songs but just had been keeping them inside until they gained sufficient skills with the instrument. Some say a good musician only need to listen to their heart, because that’s where all the great melodies and harmonies are coming from. I tried to do that myself, but only heard silence.
I had to admit that I lack sufficient talent or inspiration to become a professional player. So, I decided I should be content with being a ‘hobbyist’, instead. At that point, I had a full time job as a marketer and web designer, and my family’s financial situation began to dwindle. So I did not have any other choice anyway.
Since then, I’ve tried to hang on to it as best as I could. I always thought myself to be a creative type, so I didn’t really want to grow old as a businessman. At that time, I was given a chance to switch my career to become a programmer, which I took gladly and somehow learned the required skills very fast. But I didn’t think it to be the kind of work I wanted to do with my life, so I just kept trying to be an amature guitarist.
A few more years passed, and I began to suspect if I was really enjoying playing a guitar at all, because by then practicing guitar felt more of a chore than an entertainment. My playing time had diminished sharply, as less and less I became motivated with the whole idea of becoming a guitarist. But I couldn’t just let it go, because if I did… who will I become, except for a middle aged engineer (well, it’s at least better than a middle aged businessman, but still…)?
That’s how I was until this year, a 40 year old software engineer, feeling lost and under motivated, and keep wondering where it all went wrong.
But early this year, I happened to become interested in Unity. I have been a playing video games since I was a kid, and fancied about creating them myself. But such an idea never materialized until now, because I somehow thought I needed to learn C/C++ and some low level knowledge to do that.
But I found that Unity is actually free and supports C#, which didn’t look to be a too difficult language to learn because I already knew Java/Scala. So I began playing with it and it didn’t take long before I realized it was something I can really enjoy doing it, and I can actually be competitive.
So now, I could finally let go of my old dream of becoming a guitarist without feeling sorry for myself. I’ll probably still play my guitar from time to time, but not like it’s something I must do as I did before. But I think I could do it only when I really feel like it and maybe actually enjoy doing it this time. I wonder if it was the definition of becoming a hobbyist of something at the first place.
As to my new found dedication, I still haven’t been able to find a way to make it as my full time job, so it’s still something I do mostly on weekends. And probably because I was too excited with the idea, I set myself some quite ambitious (or more like impractical) goal, so I don’t think I can ever create an actual game anytime soon.
But still, it feels like it doesn’t really matter to me when or even if I could make my own game, or whether or not I’d earn some money by creating games someday. Everything about creating games feel like an exciting adventure to me, and I’m enjoying every moment of doing it.
I know, maybe I haven’t moved out of a honeymoon period yet. But I can say that at least now I don’t feel sorry about myself, or feel my life was wasted, and etc. And that’s an enough reason for me to pursue this path for now.
I don’t know why I’m writing all this. Sorry if I talked too much about myself. But the original post reminded me of my own burn out and walk away experience which I just had, so I justed wanted to share it.
I can see now that sometimes you just need to let it go, and move on. Because, who knows, you might find something that could be the object of your true passion, or something for which you find yourself had real talent.
So, good bye and good luck. I sincerely hope you might find what you really want to do with your life, if you haven’t already.
P.S. Oh, if you are kind enough to help me achieve my dreams of becoming a game developer, you can actually do so! … I mean by writing an answer to my question below 