A once stereotypical Millennial, I spent a good part of my 20s wrestling between "adulting" and seeking a good time. In other words, I really wanted to be an adult. Yet I felt like an imposter because I had other priorities. Pre-wife, I was perfectly content going out with the guys and getting into a bunch of nonsense. Responsibilities? Sure, when the mood struck me. I did buy my first home at the age of 25. So a part of me was trying, but honestly, beer-thirty was high on my list of to-dos every weekend.