The same exact thing happened to me. I started playing in 5th grade when I got a Squier Strat pack for Christmas and I spent hours teaching myself how to play and read tabs that night. I remember how proud I felt when I taught myself how to play Brain Stew by Greenday (all on the low E string of course... 5-5----3-3---2-2---1-1---0-0--- and repeat haha) and then I learned 7 Nation Army which had just come out. Then Day Tripper and so on. I played all the time up until around sophomore year of high school where I started to lose interest, oddly enough around the time I started taking once a week lessons (I was pleateauing on my own and I wanted to learn theory and new scales plus improve my techniques). I took lessons for around 2 years and only realize now how much I learned from them, but I basically stopped playing completely from around 5 years ago until recently. I started playing again because my dad bought Rocksmith to teach himself how to play and when I went home to visit my parents for Christmas break I would play that game for hours. I got the game myself and I usually pick it up for an hour or 2 every few days or so now. I've gotten so much better again in only 2 months, it really is like riding a bike again. I basically only use it to learn some new songs with Riff Repeater, jam with the jam session, and then I just basically use it as an amp. It's just so convenient; I have a 15 watt Fender Blues Junior tube amp in my room but I never got around to buying an attenuator for it and it's too much of a hassle to set it all up to play.

I didn't realize until recently how the minor inconvenience of bringing out my guitar stuff to play held me back so much haha. And of course I only wrote this because I'm procrastinating when I should be studying for my exam tomorrow...

I'm in grad school now but my whole life has been starting projects and never finishing them. When I was really young in elementary school I used to draw comic books and my mom kept like 20-30 of them. Literally all of them are 3 promising first pages and then they stop hahaha and in middle school I loved writing and I would start tons of short stories and then stop. I barely got by in college because I would wait until the last possible minute to study for everything and then nearly have breakdowns because I cut it so close. Having ADD sucks because I feel like my life should be much simpler and I know that if I had more discipline and thought more before I spoke that I would have so much easier of a time starting a successful career. I think that it has its advantages though... I read so many different things (used to read books voraciously when I was younger. My mom had to come into my room at night in elementary and middle school to make sure I wasn't staying up reading with a flashlight past my bedtime), I have lots of different interests, I usually end up having very interesting conversations with everyone I meet, I'm extremely good at getting information, I constantly try to learn new things, I consider myself very good at reading people (but I can't control my own emotions or actions as well as I'd like...). A lot of the things that make me do poorly in regimented settings help me in other ways. That being said, I'd rather be boring and not have ADD rather than deal with the existential worrying and anxiety that comes with it.

Jesus Christ, my bad for the novel... hopefully you can relate to some of it, though. I also think it's pretty funny how my having ADD makes it so that I would never have the patience to deal with my disjointed, rambling ass if for some fucked up reason that could ever possibly happen.