OK, time for my own confessional: my very first comic, when I was in high school and drawn on NOTEBOOK PAPER during class (seriously) was about a superhero named (I'm not kidding you) Punk Spike. He was punk because he had a Mohawk (I guess) and his power was that he could make spikes out of his skin and shoot them at you.
If this sounds ridiculous, on some level it was meant to be. As a kid I was kind of a "Weird Al" type, always coming up with parodic song lyrics and the like, so Punk Spike actually started as a parody of the superhero comics I was reading, basically borderline ridiculous and making fun of tropes (not that I called them that at the time) that I saw there. The villains were similarly ridiculous ("Mammoth", a sumo wrestler whose nose had been stretched into an elephant trunk) and it had a lot of really bad jokes.
The problem began about two years in (YES two years) and I had been drawing Punk Spike so long that I actually really liked him as a person. Some of you who have attempted satire knows what happens when you actually LIKE your hero, well guess what, you start to take him seriously. Which meant that my storylines stopped being parodies and were actual attempts to have regular superhero stuff happen to him, WITH the same stupid cast of characters I was now also taking seriously, and STILL drawing the damn thing on notebook paper for countless hours (who could afford a scanner back then?). So yeah, I ended up falling victim to the same tropes I was parodying. I didn't stop drawing him until my first year of college.
The terrible thing about this is that not only was this comic ridiculous, it made me feel ridiculous for working on it. So when I put it away, it wasn't for a better comic book idea, even though my art had been improving--it was a whole, "Now it's time to write some serious stuff, get into novels and get away from this comic business". As a result, I dropped my art altogether when in reality, I should have been spending more time on it to get better. I had to wait almost 20 years to get back into drawing. Sigh.