The title sort of says it. I've been knitting for a very long time. I have a beautiful stash of yarn and needles, and even looms because I thought about switching from knitting to weaving. I have never been terribly advanced, but I've made some really beautiful (and beloved, heavily rotated things). I have made so much, and gifted so much that has been loved and treasured, or sadly donated (sigh, not the Madeline Tosh!) or destroyed by cats or kids.... and I'm just not "into" it anymore. My dear friend that I used to knit with weekly and I had a falling out a few years ago, and honestly looking at my yarn makes me feel so sad. For the last few years, every time I start a project, I quit halfway through. Fingering, bulky, challenging or easy, it just doesn't engage me anymore. I can't bear to let all my yarn go, but I also feel guilty just letting my yarn sit there in tubs for ages.

To top it off, recently I stopped at the ARC and bought a bunch of Noro yarn, came home, threw it in one of my bins, and then saw to my horror that there were moth larva on it. I spent hours, and hours, and hours, cleaning, quarantining, low-heat baking all of the yarn from that tub, and while nothing bad came from it in the end, the problem was remedied, I just thought, "WHY am I doing all this work when I never knit anymore? Why did I even buy more yarn? Argh!" I used to love it! I used to love going to knit nights, or making beautiful things. Has anyone ever just... quit? Did you sell all/most of your yarn? Did you take a really big, long break? Start a new hobby? Is it just like, writer's block, but for knitters?