On December 24-ish, the year I turned eight, I recieved a De Rosa classical guitar. Nothing fancy, really. I really only wanted it because I saw a ukelele at a mall that I couldn't get, and I thought ukeleles and guitars were the same thing. It was way too big for me, even at a kid's size, and I couldn't play it without setting it down flat - which, mind you, is not the right way to do it - so I eventually gave up.
Over the years, I've tried on-and-off to learn that thing. But I just couldn't figure out exactly what to practice, and kept giving up.
That was, until September 2022. My possible seasonal depression was in full swing, and my sibling was off to college, and I was sitting in my room for most of the day, doing mostly nothing. So, what did I do? I tried to pick up that guitar.
This time, I looked up a guitar course on YouTube and looked stuff up, and finally, finally, I'm actually learning.
Considering that it's the last day of November 2022 as of writing, I... still do not play great. But, hey, I can play the verses of Lips Of An Angel by Hinder fairly well.