The only thing I killed was a couple of gatorade bottles and some paper targets. I gave up hunting years ago as well. Never was good with it, but where I grew up it was part of becoming a grown man. Took me a while to get to be a grown enough man to say, no sir, I don't care for it. However I DO absolutely love Venison and Elk meat for sure. It's a hell of a conundrum. Luckily I have enough friends who go get meat from time to time, and a local butcher also has wild meat fairly often. If I was hungry I would hunt. I am a damn good shot even long distance, and taken my share of wild things. I just lost my taste for it, not only for spiritual reasons, because those are bullshit, but because I am old and grumpy and tromping around in the hills makes my arthritis hurt.
People can claim to be spiritual all they want, but if you eat at Wendy's or McDonald's or buy meat from the supermarket, then THAT is where the ethical concern should come in. Those animals were likely raised in horrendous conditions, but harvesting a wild elk, that animal lived it's BEST life before it was taken. The ethics of all that gets really twisted up in my opinion.