Stopping is one thing... staying stopped is a whole other rabbit hole.
Staying on any treadmill speaks of or hints to, deeper issues. OCD. ADD. ADHD. Or just good old ego.
Or some combination of them all, in varying degrees.
Pretty much, its all about priorities and perspective, if any other deeper seated conditions can be controled then one can simply see things as they are for once..
Its also about digging what you got more than what you dont got too. or being happy with your current state of affairs, and normally? That occurs with a change in perspective.
I had one not long ago. Fairly dramatic series of events. it put things into a better perspective for me.
So I was forced to take a little detour from foraging materials to make bricks and moarter and further the erection of my audio arrangements.
Im in the state of down but not out, yet Ive no concerns, worries, or even designs on any future stereo assemblies. Apart from Im going to revisit one I made some years ago but with newer amps and speakers sometime. Maybe.
Safety and security for myself, and if a family, for them, must take precedence over some hobby or pleasurable resource.
If you ever stop to really give this past time a close objective once over, and ones self in the same fashion, you might see what the other 80% of the world sees.
Now this following bit is Audiophile heresy, but I feel theres a good argument in there somewhere for it possibly.
Having nice sounding music is a good thing. Be OK with that. Its not terribly expensive to acquire and maintain good to very good levels of audio recreation in the home.
..but if we insist on chasing the Dragon . Ferreting out the 10%, 5%, 3% or just plain different increases in performance and damn the exponentially escalating subsidies required to do so, or as well incessantly regale ourselves with dreams and schemes on all the what ifs surrounding this undertaking, we can find ourselves ever in pursuit of that which we always had to begin with . True happiness.
We had it all along just like Dorothy. Of course were I Dorothy and Glenda laid that on me after all those trials and tribulations, Id have socked Glenda in the nose!! You mean I could have gone home right after I remarkably emerged from a house which had fallen out of the clouds without a scratch, and assassinated an evil Witch, made new friends, had a little dance party, met the Mayor, Coroner, and received several gifts, I could have gone home right then and you did not tell me?
Happiness is always ours. Our trouble only begins when we believe it lays outside ourselves, rather than within.