If it wasn't for breaking...
I stopped breaking about 8 years ago because of life priorities, injuries, and whole bunch of reasons. I felt that I wasted so much time on it while my friends were studying hard (and also having their hobbies). And their lives turned out better than mine actually. They're starting to get married one after the other, while I'm still hopping between jobs living with my parents, couldn't even marry the girl I've been in love with. I hated breaking so much. But after I looked deep down, I realized something. It's not about what could've been better for me, but about what could've been worse. I had a very rough teenhood inside the house (abuse) and outside (bullying) and the point is, it could've gotten worse for me than what it is right now considering the dark thoughts I had that time. Breaking was the only thing that really made up for all what I was going through. It helped me rebuild my confidence, gave me a sense of identity that time. If it wasn't for breaking, I wouldn't be here to write this comment. So no, it wasn't a waste of time. Thank you breaking.