After busting my 1000 hour mark, working my tail off in every condition imaginable and myself too being mid-twenties and out of neccesdity having to move back in with my parents I am also toying with the idea of calling it a day... Also not because I can't do the hard yards, not because I am treated badly in my current job... But because I have come to the realisation that my whole life flying has come first and I have lost the balance... Social life, financial stability, relationships, my sanity and now my independence have all been sacrificed and I while I was for a long happy and 'committed' enough to do that... I don't see a time in the near enough future where this will end.
But who knows.... The stubbornness in me wants a return on that investment & meaning for that sacrifice. Watch this space.