Hi DP,
Yep I rode bikes only (no car at all) for a few years in my early 20s after yearning for one my whole life. Other than surfing and kiting nothing comes close to the feeling.
Why don't i ride anymore? Well i am here for a long time not just a good time...
Laying over a roadbike on the twisties until your knees nearly touch down is a nirvana-like experience. Unfortunately though it is the f**kwit tin tops on the road that will most likely kill ya. They came dam close to getting me many, many times, including a k n ob that cleaned me up after cruising through a red light and taking me down, who said "geez, I
might have to get my brakes fixed now...". That is the mentallity you are dealing with mate. They almost think you deserve having your face spread accross the tarmac.
Also - having ridden/driven in most states in Oz - Perth has the worst and most ignorant/territorial/selfish drivers around.
Riding bikes ultimately cost me the ability to surf as my shoulder couldn't really rotate properly after my last write-off (and subsequent ops). 2 bikes - both written off

. This is the reality you may have to face. Your love for bikes may cost you even more dearly. Fancy eating from a straw and having a someone wipe your butt for the rest of your life? Neither did I.
Don't make the mistake I did of trading in my car for bikes - have both if you can afford it. Better still go for a traily and stay away from the roads i reckon. I had to ride in the most shocking conditions every single day, and in hailing down peak hour bikes are not fun at all. The skid marks were not confined to the road

Some guys last for years on the road and have exceptional luck. Most run out of luck (or smarts) at one time or another (yes, i was both for sure). My uncle (who road for about 15 years) tried in vain to talk me out of it, relating the story of what made him give up. He arrived at a accident scene to see a guy who he had chatted to at a road stop hours earlier, having run into the back of a truck that pulled out in front of him, literally smearing his face accross the truck... Even that wasn't enough for me, I had to learn myself (doh!).
Looking back now I also regret the stress my folks went through (even though i had to split from home to get one also). I'd hate to be in their shoes these days for sure.
If you still want to, go the traily maybe? They are not safe by any stretch but the 'get-offs' tend be not as bad?? Maybe??
Good luck either way bud.