My mom forced me to take piano lessons. I had some bitter mean 80 year old lady as my piano teacher. My mom would put a timer on the piano for an hour and made me practice until the timer went off. It always felt like a chore. It was never my decision to start playing piano and every aspect was entirely unenjoyable for me. I took lessons for 5 years and then my mom let me quit as long as I took up some other activity.

As an adult I wish I would have stuck with it, but I fucking hated it as a kid.