When I came back from my day long trip to Ireland, my mom was understandably upset with me skipping school. I was always a bad liar and my mother a good detector, so I didn't even try lying, just explaining everything that happened. Surprisingly she believed me and I was able to vent a bit about my feelings. How I felt like I could never achieve something of greatness, always being bound to ordinarity. How it seemed no matter how hard I tried, I never really improved from my starting ability. 
Then she opened up. Apparently she and my dad were part of some sort of cult before I was born. Participated in some rituals for the well-being of the child. When my father died, she left. She was never sure if any of the rituals really worked, but she did notice that I was remarkably healthy and had little problems with starting things. Afterwards she went into the attic and out of an old shoebox she handed me a magical necklace from the cult.
I'll try to get more info on the cult, what they're doing right now, if I can somehow find a way to go and break ordinarity. Getting an internship/job at the British Museum would also help with that both info about the cult and other ways to circumvent such things.
Also when she pulled out the necklace, I almost broke mentally. Probably some sort of aftereffect from the mission, so mom helped me get some psychological help with that.