> I've always thought that I'm just extremely late to mature. I'm 36 now and haven't really felt like I sort of "get" things until my early 30s.

I'm 43 and I'm still not convinced that I'm not three kids stacked in a trench coat.

I remember being 33 and buying a house and thinking "Someone call the cops, this banker is letting a child sign mortgage papers".

When I put on nice clothes for a fancy dinner, I feel like I'm cosplaying as a functional and responsible adult, despite having a great career (Staff-level engineer that will likely be promoted to Principal in a few months). I fly First Class and feel out of place, like First Class is reserved for people that have their shit together.

Someone said that this feeling goes away when your same-gendered parent dies, but my dad passed in 2019 and it's still pervasive.