Welcome,
@Doubter. When I was 9, I saw the Beatles on Ed Sullivan. I knew right then and there that the only thing I ever wanted to be was a drummer. Ringo was so cool, I couldn't stand it.
I used to take books, all of different thicknesses (War and Peace made a great floor tom!), the grill from my father's BBQ and some old pieces of cardboard to use as drum sticks.
Every day after school, I would be out in the garage, listening to AM radio, and playing along, banging on books with the songs. My folks bought me "Blue Tip" drum sticks! I was cool!
When I was 12 my parents bought me a drum kit for Christmas. I got into a band, Played all the time. Never had a proper lesson. That was 60 years ago this Christmas,
If you have a desire, a dream, a need to make music, then you will. People make beautiful, joyful noises with spoons, or washboards, or kazoos.
Make music for yourself first. Find "YOU" in the sound. Find the sound in YOU.
I've played for many many years, I've played with musicians of all different stripes and levels of accomplishment. The people I remember the most are the ones that just show up, and have a love of the sound. Shout out to "Frankie the Horn"
Welcome, and have a happy holiday!