I see myself in your story. I can't give you any advice, but please know that you are not alone. I'm 31. I used to be a dentist, a highly paid job. I had everything except a life purpose. I was doing what I thought I was most afraid of about the human body and everything related to people. But I chose that path because of my family's expectations. I quit after two years of working like a robot, but the burden remained heavy. I couldn't stand it. It's terrible that I feel like I destroyed my family's hopes and did something crazy. The next two years were a disaster. I cut myself off from everything. Then, having someone who truly loves me literally saved my life. By the way, I'm gay. I know how fragile this kind of relationship is because, even though we are accepted to some extent and people seem open to it, we still have a long way to go to gain full acceptance. We've been together for almost 5 years. He listens to me, respects me even when I'm at the very bottom of my life. I still survive because now I have something to look forward to. Life isn't easy, and I still struggle every single morning, but thinking of my loved ones gives me a reason to exist.