Long story short I wasted away most of my 20s playing video games and otherwise just being a little recluse baby who had everything given to him by his parents. My mother was the definition of a 'helicopter parent,' super overprotective and never really allowed me much freedom with anything.

Never had to even have a real job, until recently. And I'm moving out next month. These days when I have off from work, I just feel a disgust in my stomach being in the presence of my mother because I've developed a completely different persona at work that mismatches with what she knows.

On a related note, I suddenly feel the need to make the next 3 years of my life ultra-degenerate to make up for the degeneracy I missed out on during my 20s. I only had sex once, I never really partied or went to bars, and my experience with drugs is minimal.

I will concede that the Matrix and Normies won out in the end. Yes, they put this into my mind enough to where I am seriously beginning to experience FOMO for not doing what Normies do during their "youth," and even though I'm 33 I get mistaken for 22-27 all the time (never got a guess higher than that), so I think I owe it to myself to be extremely degenerate with drugs, sex and alcohol in the next few years before I tap into whatever other fake-persona someone in their mid-late 30s has, "I found God after wasting my life away with drugs, sex and alcohol."