Some interesting stories, I've enjoyed reading this thread....and big shout out to all those carrying on in the face of pain and illness.
I started gigging at 14 - I played bass because it seemed easier than guitar, but I also did the vocals. I stopped at about 25 as kids came along and humping gear into the back of a van at 2.00 am on New Year's Day took the shine off the playing side. I love playing gigs....the buzz you get back from the audience is like being on drugs (I imagine) if it goes well.
Started again in my mid 40's playing guitar, then bought a bass and now I have a bedroom full of gear, play in a blues band and do acoustic stuff with the local guitar club (which involves some local gigs).
If that all fell apart tomorrow I'd get myself round the many acoustic nights in the local pubs and show them what the older guys can do (I'm 58).
Playing music with others is a special thing, but if that's not your bag, then being a bedroom warrior is just as valid and special.
To quote the Cream song....driving in my car, smoking my cigar, only really happy when I play my guitar*
*I'm pretty happy when I cuddle my new grandson tbh