I have recently gotten rid of the vast majority of my single issues (only got my beat-up Swedish Spider-man comics left that I'll keep for nostalgia) and I'm currently going through what trade collections I'm willing to part with. It's quite a lot. Getting all that room in my shelves is rather liberating in a way.
Manga also has the advantage of being able to end, most of the time (stares at Boruto and Dragon Ball). I've recently realised how much I appreciate storys that are able to end, and the unending format of Marvel and DC comics just don't jive with that development.
A big turning point for me was when they regressed Galactus from his Life-Bringer role. Al Ewing had done the most interesting thing anybody's done with Galactus in ages and made him the opposite of what he was, explaining that this was his natural role and that he'd just not evolved properly when he first woke up.
So he became the Life-Bringer. Now he gave life to dying worlds and helped protect the cosmos instead of terrorising it with his endless hunger. A new role with tons of potential for interesting stories exploring his relationship with the universe and past relationship on a cosmic scale. As soon as Ewing ended the book where this happened Marvel turned Galactus back into the devourer in an event story. Because they're boring like that. And there's most likely no plan to do anything interesting with Galactus forced back into this role. He'll just be brought out every now and again to job to whatever fancy new cosmic threat that needs to be established or to show how clever Dr. Doom is or something.
There was just something so disappointing with the whole thing that it pushed me further towards my recent decision.
Yeah. I know all that.
I just don't care for it any more.