Yup that was me as a kid lol. Took me a long time to just enjoy where I was at and not rush to do the thing that gave the most dopamine. Games, porn, drugs, sex… There’s always something to jonse for, but just breathing in and out where your at and relaxing where you are just doing what you’re doing is super great
I’m about to be 38 and this is still me. It’s rare that I can sit somewhere and not be thinking of the thing that I’m dying to get back to. Even vacations are almost always a miserable experience. Is there a trick to turning off that part of my brain? I don’t want to be anywhere but home 99% of the time.
I don’t see how sucking a pleasantly plump dick is going to help them appreciate nature, but it’s worth a shot.