Someone in the Accelerator said this the other day, and it stopped the whole call. They've thrown gear across a room. Walked away from music completely, more than once, convinced they were done. Every single time, they came back. So now, when the self-doubt shows up (and it shows up weekly, for all of us, no exceptions), they remind themselves that even the time they spent frustrated and convinced it was hopeless was still time spent loving the thing. Have you ever quit, even for a week, even quietly in your own head? What brought you back?