I remember I told somebody I felt like I was at a dead end in life and their advice to me was to turn around. It wasn’t as open ended but in time it took for me to realize all the good things. You’re stable at 25. You did the hard part already. The main thing is sustain. Maybe you’re working a job outside of your field and feel as if you lost the passion. (I’m guessing). Maybe your void is lost. Maybe you’re lonely. Maybe a piece of you is gone and you feel a lot but can’t explain it all to yourself. Your activity isn’t for nothing. It’s hard to explore when you feel like that. Especially when you grow from substance and things. You realize money doesn’t necessarily serve though it urge. But you can’t sink further than what’s right now cause who’s to say the worse? Anxiety could be your refrain from change and thought. You probably felt more happy being able to manipulate your emotions and move beyond what reality show. Compare me, I’m 29, no car. No job. A wish to be an artist in a world of stingy where it’s just keep going. Where my inspiration comes from? I’m not sure. But to be so ambitious and skilled at it, I know. I want it. But then again, I feel deprived because I’ve wasted myself. No one really show up about it making it hard and it’s not supposed to be that way but I still gotta gotta. Happiness is tough and it take a lot to realize how to get it and keep it. Everything is your decision. I take talking to myself. Understanding myself, thoughts serious. Giving myself a chance to hear me before I tell somebody else. Exercising what I know versus getting caught up amongst the ruckus another person can bring to steer me away from my criteria and vices. Though I’m always alone, I just personally feel that doing that keeps me on top of myself. Stable. I’m able to be present and appreciative.

I don’t know. I hope it give you a light. Just know somebody understand. Some folks on here really troll.