when I was little very little I literally randomly said the word piano a lot for some reason (I dont know, I was weird) and my parents took that to mean that I wanted to learn to play piano and fucking Bought A Piano They Found and had it tuned and got me lessons and I was like pretty good at it but I wasn't actually very interested in it bc it was mostly a memorization exercise (which did ultimately result in something I was proud of, through a process my brain hated)
I haven't done it since I left home but I don't think I've completely lost the ability, the main thing is just the interest wasn't actually there... but I think I have more patience for that kind of stuff now and I might like it again
