Everyone else does between 15 and 19, they have their own houses and cars they bought with their jobs, yet I’m almost 30 and I have nothing. Everyone else is getting married at 23. At 30 I’ll still be trying to move out just like I will be at 50, and 80, and after retiring I’ll still be trying to move out by gambling or grinding online stuff until I die in the house I’ll stuck in. Might as well cut my losses.
With the current state of everything now, I wouldn’t be missing out on anything. Everyone’s a weed addict with attention spans of baby goldfish. Going anywhere in public puts me at risk of being pranked and filmed without my consent. Nothing matters and no one would be affected. I bet once the remains on the train tracks are identified as me, everyone will cheer.