I played violin for 15 years, but barely practiced and had awful teachers, so I have the repertoire of a 9-year-old who started last year. Kind of hate myself for it: for years I only performed the same three painfully simple pieces, slowed down because I never knew what they were supposed to sound like. Even though I desperately wanted to learn something else but was never good enough.

Someday maybe I'll take it up again if the shame doesn't kill me. Learn real classical music this time.

This post ended up more depressing than I hoped.