By the way, about the “where did my individuality go” thing- even fingerprints (the typical “we are all unique” example) can be sorted into four pattern categories.
I’m a teenager and I think these are the best years of my life. I can spend the day in Manhattan by myself and still come home and have someone do my laundry for me. I know that’s a very superficial way of looking at it, but it’s true.