It’s important to get out and do things with people as much as you can, even if the people annoy the piss out of you.
Now middle-aged, I’m grateful to have a head full of memories that I’m endlessly amused by, even though at the time of their creation I was often not enjoying myself as much as I could. The petty nuisances and annoyances don’t stand the test of time; so many subtle things you missed at the time do.
When I was in my teens and twenties, I often had this weird sense that I was being observed or watched remotely. While that might have been psychosis, it also turned out to be true. The person watching the me back then is the me now, and, hopefully, the me in the future.
You don’t want to wind up old and only have memories of video games and TV marathons. Go outside and play.