Comfiest time in my life was berry recent before a huge life change. I worked at a car dealership fixing cars. At that point in my life, I had tried (and failed) to get my degree, so I was bouncing around different jobs and coming home to vidja eberry night. My relationship with my mom wasn't the best and I know she must've been worried about me spending all my time online. We'd argue a lot, so there was plenty of tension at home.
When covid came around and people started becoming scared just to leave their house, strangely it had the opposite effect on me. I'd go out of my way to get to parks or just walk around my neighborhood and even developed a personal route for jogging. I think I just hated being told I couldn't go do something that should be a normal thing you can always go do. I'd been playing vidja all my life and I finally started growing out of it because of this. My online friends and I were sad, as they were my closest friends I had at the time and this change was berry abrupt, but we all ended up going our separate ways.
I ended up falling in love with the whole car hobby. Shortly after, I started working at the dealership parking and washing cars. I was enthralled by car culture; something I never even had any kind've remote interest in before. It started after my brother bought this suped up sports car and had me drive it. I couldn't believe how much fun I was having, it completely opened up this whole world to me that I never knew existed. Him and I'd go on walks together and he could sometimes tell, before seeing, what kind've car was coming through the neighborhood just by the way the engine sounded. I'd even get to see him have little interactions with random people on the road all because they had similar cars. I thought that was soooo cool haha. I started watching Initial D and learning about Japanese car culture and just knowing how hooked I was on this newfound feeling.
At that same dealership, I ended up becoming a mechanic and started searching for my own car I could buy, modify and get a true taste of car culture with. It ended up being a 1990 Miata that was a whole 8 hours away from my house! No one was willing to drive to go get the car with me, so I took a sketchy bus ride that lasted 17 hours and was picked up at the bus station by the owner. I'd already driven 8 hours there and back just to get a good look so I woodn't buy a problem car. That way I knew she was the one I'd been searching for.
I bought that car and drove her all the way back without a hitch and for 2 years after that, that car was my whole entire world. I modded it to my liking, took it to car meets, went on drives with newfound friends and even started this little car group. I met so many people because of that car and got to experience this whole world that was hidden from me for most of my life. It felt like I was living for the first time ever and I grew to have a personal connection with my car the more I drove, fixed and modded it.
My job as a mechanic was also incredible. My boss liked me and I liked my boss, which was the first time that had ever habbened. I worked hard and had a positive relationship with most people working in our shop. I'd work all day, then when the shop wood close, I wood hang around a couple hours after to work on my Miata, or help a friend with their car. The shop was great because I had eberry tool imaginable at my fingertips, so I could do whatever I wanted to my car without worrying about labor costs or someone else breaking something. I'd get home to my mom, who I'd finally stopped having arguements with and it was such a comfy living situation. She'd pack me lunches and make me dinner while I was outside tinkering with my new obsession. We were the only two in the house, so it was so quiet most of the time and we respected each other's space. The only care I had at all was that car for the longest time. Greatest thing about all this was, I remember thinking over and over again that these were the good times, and I ended being right. They genuinely were and I got to appreciate and remember them while I was experiencing them; something I'm so thankful for.
Later, I had a huge life change that led me to move far away from home to a less than comfy situation that I'm in right now, but it's only temporary. The future is really bright, I just have to get there first.
I actually still have the car! She's a little beat up and I don't have nearly the same amount of free time and money to work on her, but she still starts eberry time and I'm still making memories and meeting new people because of that car.
I know life will never be as shrimple as that ever again, but damn I am so glad I got to experience those times when I did. It gives me motivation to push forward for an even more comfier future! Hopefully, I'll still have the car by my side even years from now. Sometimes when days are really bad, I like to sit in it and just remember