Too much is just enough

Was there ever a time when your behavior was completely excessive, or you indulged in something frivolous or luxurious or just plain fun to an excessive degree? Do you look back on that time with fondness? Or regret? Or embarrassment? Or wistful nostalgia?

What happened to stop the streak of excessiveness? Did you just get tired of it and stop? Or did other people have to intervene?