Success killed it?

Ole Jason here wanted to be a cartoonist, too. So I'm honing my skill and working away. I send a few things off to syndicates and get some promising feedback. Not just the generic rejection letter. I had a couple of strips held for consideration which they eventually passed but encouraged me to continue to submit. This was while I was in college. What I like about drawing: It's a great release. Getting lost in time while you are working away and finishing a product that you step back and look at in amazement saying "wow, I can't believe I did that." What I didn't like: being chained to your creation. When I was actively pursing this I could never break free (more on that in a future post). So I graduate college, get a great job, meet a beautiful woman and all of the sudden I'm not that hungry college kid. I enjoy drawing but I also enjoyed spending time with my gal (now my wife), hanging out with friends, traveling, skiing, scuba diving, the list goes on. I wanted to experience life and had the bankroll to do so. The passion for art was put on the back burner. I still enjoy drawing but I'm not driven and it doesn't consume my every waking moment like it use to. Success killed my drive for a career in webcomics? I don't know. I know I'm really happy with my position in life.