I love the feeling of neurons rewiring to form a new pathway of understanding. Or whatever the hell it is. At 38, it's a pleasure finding I can still learn and build new skills.
Playing Beat Saber and hitting a plateau only to find my focus starts to evaporate over the course of a hard track as I find that flow, that path to just being in it, each skill plateau merely being temporary, is great. Playing guitar and slowly starting to wire my brain for the pathway for barre chords and faster movement along the frets is a crazy feeling. That sense of finally finding the pathways for singing to operate even SLIGHTLY separately from the rhythm of the guitar, those glimpses of polyrhythm? Addicting.
If you're able, I hope you can teach him to find that pleasure of not mastery, but evolving strengths. Maybe it's like an RPG where skills can be leveled up over time the more you use them. I know all too well the frustration of imperfection to start, ADHD during the 90s and the whole "perfect student" pressure created a lot I had to undo and still am, but each time I can break free of that it's rewarding.
Same. Not married, but my partner always had to put in earplugs when I slept with them because I snored so loud, and they were always silent with their CPAP, which was oddly soothing of a sound. Finally got diagnosed after my doctor AND partner both pressured me to. I sleep fairly soundly most nights now. Even got a new mask type yesterday, a minimal contact full face, and I love it. Just gotta adjust my mustache maintenance routine which....to be fair it was already in dire need of, being bushy and rough and uncomfortable, and that upper edge pushing the hairs right back into my face made that all the more obvious. Oof.