I used to be the guy with the hobby
I spent probably 15 grand building out my gaming setup before my first kid was born. Had the whole thing - top tier PC, three monitors, mechanical keyboards, the works. Played every night for hours. Fast forward to now with a 3 year old and I maybe get 30 minutes a week to game. Last month he asked me why I never play anymore and I realized I didn't even care that much. The setup is still there collecting dust. My identity was wrapped up in that hobby and now I'm finding out that wasn't really me. That was just what I did when I had nothing better to do. Kinda liberating actually, even if it sounds sad when I say it out loud.
This resonates hard. I had a whole garage setup going before the kids came. Now my hobbies are whatever I can squeeze in between soccer practices and bedtime routines. It's a different life but the payoff is way better than any gaming setup.
That's the trade nobody warns you about. You give up your stuff and suddenly you don't even want it back because your time and energy are going to them instead. Weird how that works.