I have “quit” life several times over the last 20 years. The parental expectation that I stay in college, get the major-related job afterwards, and hopefully settle into adulthood were things that I tried and ultimately hated.
I’m not saying that running off to find adventure didn’t have it’s terrible moments. It absolutely did. Including a 6-month stint as a homeless person that I very nearly didn’t come back from.
However, I can’t honestly say I regret taking risks and going my own way. My life is what it is, for better or worse. But that’s the whole point isn’t it? To live a life as best you can, without doing harm to others and as true to who you are as possible.