I know exactly what you mean. I grew up in a gun-free household. It’s not that guns were “BAD” or anything, they were just never a part of life.
But my brother-in-law took me shooting a few months ago (in Las Vegas) and we had a blast! It was so much fun, I wanted to do it more. Who knew?!
I grew up in the people’s republic of Maryland. Owning a gun meant you were a redneck or a criminal or both.
Then I moved to Virginia. Of course it took over 30 years living here to finally learn to shoot. But hey, I may be late to the party but I’m here!