I've given up a dream, have you?

When I was a teenager I started to draw one day out of the blue. I wasn't exceptionally talented or anything, but it did give me something that I never had in my life before, recognition. I stuck with it but dropped it for months at a time because I found drawing to be aggravating and not as fun as I forced myself to believe. However, I did have an artwork in a popular museum exhibit. Whenever I see someone with amazing drawing skills, I wish that I had stuck to drawing long enough to become just as good, if not better, but then I remember how much I didn't like it. Still the possibility of it nags at me.

Does anyone have a similar story or experience that relates? Maybe it will put some things into perspective!