**"Local Man Has Shocking Realization That His Entire Personality Is Just Concerts and Drinking"**
TIFU by becoming a walking, talking festival poster. AITA for not telling my friends I've emotionally moved on from Zac Brown? I (29M) just realized my entire identity is built around chicken salad recipes, cornhole tournaments, and screaming "Toes" at a tailgate. My fiancée (28F) got into a fight with me because I couldn't name a single song on *his new album*—I just know the ones where everyone holds up their plastic cups in slow motion. Now my buddies want to plan a "Zac Brown-themed bachelor party" and I can't even fake a banjo strum anymore. TL;DR: I'm a fraud who peaked in a parking lot in 2018.