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My (female) path to astronomy needed a big push in general emancipation and liberation from long-adopted expectations before "it" could happen to me.
I was 45 when I finally dared to buy a telescope.
I thought about it (very rarely) before that time but adhered to the rule that my brain is just not good enough to understand all the physics and other science required BEFORE buying a scope.
"Just do it and see how it goes" was a frame of mind I was lucky enough to develop all of a sudden due to going and living abroad on my own at age 38.
Nowadays, I would still not consider pairing up with an astronomer.
My take of the matter is not through-and-through scientific and my joy would be in danger if someone kept telling me about my stupid mistakes and idiotic ideas.
Only when considering going to a dark site I miss (being) a man.
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