Never found anyone supportive of my playing, ranging from comments like "You love that guitar more than me" to current life partner who says things like "Why don't we switch jobs and I'll play guitar all day" when the reality is that I play maybe 15 minutes a day tops if you add it all up, a minute here, a few minutes there.
Last time the 18 year old neighbor kid came over to play in the late afternoon, she made a big deal of putting firewood away the whole time, then let me have it, "I'm a horrible example to the kid because I'm just sitting around playing guitar while she works".
The kid's been through a lot this summer, lost two friends his age in a row, one to a Fentanyl OD and the other was mowed down by a trucker while riding his bicycle, and his parents tell me that the few times he comes over to play mean the world to him, but that doesn't rate with the one who must be obeyed, all playing is slacking.
I once lived with a GF who would keep you awake with her insane snoring, but if I left the bed, went to the living room and tried to play a couple teensy tiny note on the guitar at almost silent volumes, she'd wake up in an instant and holler "Are you playing guitar?" and that would be that.
So no luck on this topic in my life, just guilt trips.
Yet, she's an artist, spins, knits, tie dies, and it's all art, but my playing is not, I figured that out a long time ago. Her art is important, mine is an annoyance. Luckily I made money flipping guitars, it was basically the only reason I could get away with it.
My artistic urges are just something to feel guilty about.
If I restring a guitar (she hates that sound, and tuning) I usually tell her I'm prepping one to sell and that makes it ok.
Life is rarely what you wanted it to be, which is why guitars/GAS/forums are such a great escape, but a bit of a Catch 22.
The more you escape, the more you need to escape.
