Yes, I was forced to abandon skiing but I think skiing also abandoned me. It's been bloody hard work to get back in, for one thing. It takes a great deal of deliberate effort and will and determination. The misery starts in traffic on the way up, then there's the chaos of the lodge parking lots, the clusterf**k that is the rental center. And let's talk about gear for a minute--it's taken 23 years and a dozen bloody ski shops to finally work out that I should ski a 26 boot instead of a 27. Really? Then there are the lessons, christ the lessons--I had one instructor who was baked and likely drunk as well (the resort comped all of us on that one); the flavor of the month theories (pressure your tips? no power your tails!) that seem to vary like hair color from instructor to instructor; the educational discourse that sometimes confuses more than it educates cloaked in mystifying verbiage cribbed from biomechanics and things like kinesiology and specious interpretations of physics.
And that brings me to the culture, most germane to this thread. It's all so bro-tastic dudes! To paraphrase Mcconaghuey--"I keep getting older but the ski bros stay the same age". For me it's like 1994 all over again--gnarly rock-on hand-signs and stuck-out tongues and all. At 20 it (mildly) amused me, at 40 it's just boring. My wife, a woman from an athletic midwestern family, a cross-country skier herself, was turned off downhill skiing years ago by what she remembers as cliquish tribalism, brand snobbery, and immature one-upmanship. Now I happen to disagree with her position because I believe that it reflects only a minority of the skiing population--but I cannot in good conscience deny that the undercurrents exist. They continue to be perpetuated by the vocal and highly visible promotion and characterization of alpine skiing as some sort of extremist cult.
You've laid out the hassle of skiing very well and that's not even an exhaustive list. From a young age my mission has been to cut through all that BS and click into bindings on snow, whatever it takes. As long as I am able, I will fight and slash through every obstacle between my bed and that moment of click. I think one has to have that mindset to truly enjoy skiing as a way of life.