Ah, that devil anhedonia. Chasing something that used to come naturally is seldom productive, so taking a break may be your best course. I remember, as a callow youth, swearing off the pursuit of romance after some devastating breakup, only to have the most amazing woman appear out of nowhere. So, there's some wisdom in walking away from the table.

I also think we, as older and more experienced modellers, expect too much of ourselves. We can't help buying the big, expensive, and elaborate kits and then trying to make best-of-show buildups from them. If I may suggest, recapturing the youthful joy of kitbuilding may require resetting your expectations. Buy a simple kit, some crappy plane with raised panel lines like the ones we picked up for $1.50 at Woolworth back in the day. Twist the pieces off the sprue and slap that bad boy together with tube glue. Seams be damned. Paint it with a brush. To hell with priming, airbrushing, pre-shading, and washes. Be sure to zoom it around the room with the appropriate sound effects. Then put it on a shelf the Brits call "pride of place" for all to see. You did that. Be proud that it's finished, warts and all. It's a little thing, a bit of emotional prestidigitation, but it might just create the spark you need to rekindle your fire. Best of luck, Durangod. I hope you find your joy again, in whatever form it takes.