If my parents could see me right now, they'd be disappointed and…

If my parents could see me right now, they'd be disappointed and ashamed of me. If only they knew what I'm up to these days. They always disapproved of many aspects of my life. My choice to study programming and game design instead of culinary and automobiles in high school. My decision to transition into my true self, instead of being a miserable, depressed cis guy. The admittedly bad influences that were the friend groups I hung with growing up.

They never approved of my lifestyle, and if they knew of my slow descent into schizoprenia both online and offline, they would not approve. But I don't care what they think. I live for myself. To me, heaven is getting wasted and smoked with my gal pals, watching some anime and gaming together until dawn. I don't care that all of my gaming pals are on the internet, I know one day I'll find an IRL friend group that enjoys my hobbies just as much as me, and I'll be able to bring them over to my place and hang together in person. I may live in an increasingly obscure niche of hobbies and interests, but... My people have got to be out there, somewhere.