A long time ago, I met a guy that was around my age. He'd be playing for slightly longer, but his skill was lightyears ahead of me. Literally beat my fucking ego to the ground just watching him play. I'll admit I wasn't born with any real talent, and I've had to invest a lot of time just to get this far. He told me he'd teach me everything he learned, but 90% of the time he just showed off to me. When we jammed, he made sure to drown out my sound, in case I forgot how fucking great he was compared to me. I was a total pussy about it, he deterred my thoughts of becoming a great guitarist by showing my lack of skill. I gave up metal and shred for a while, but I eventually manned up and returned. Has anyone else had this kind of experience? What'd you do? I let it set me back, when it should have fueled my drive. Having been long past that point, I wonder how much farther I could be if I never met this guy. Had I kept pushing myself for hours every day, instead of listening to that fuck drown out my ambitions.