has anyone else struggled with this?
Short answer, no. Going back to my teenage years, there isn’t a day that goes by where a part of me doesn’t want to be out in the wild. But, most days, there are other things that are of a higher priority to me that keep me in the front country. Last month, that may have been my son’s hockey tournament or my daughter’s treble choir recital. This month, it’s remodeling my house.
I compromise by day hiking local trails and other non hiking activities that get me outside, like kayaking and biking. I’m outdoors, I see/hear birds, I feel the wind, all which momentarily satisfies the part of my soul that craves that stimulus.
If it’s simply a case where your passions have changed, no biggie, just follow your heart and where your passions lead you. My father lived and breathed western fly fishing for a decade or two of his life. One day, inexplicably, he was done and moved on to other pursuits. He was kind enough to drop off several boxes of fly tying material and several rods at my house last week (with the condition that he reserves the right to use any and all tackle), so on a selfish level, that really worked out in my favor.
But if you’ve simply lost passion, period, then it’s time for some soul searching, and as Doug suggested, maybe time to talk to a professional to sort all this out. No shame in that whatsoever.
This will likely sound cliche, but you may want to try keeping a journal. For me, I sometimes can work out my concerns better on paper.