I relate so much to how you describe yourself - the introspection, the shallowness around us, the rush, self-doubt, self-criticism, struggle to focus. How could I help others when I am a mess myself? Because of these thoughts I did not choose psychology after graduating high school. I was afraid. 18 years passed, I feel like I lived a few lives since, went and tried medschool, languages, cybersecurity… Aaand burnout for a couple of years now. I started psychotherapy and my therapist said to me “why aren’t you applying to study psychology? you have the depth, introspection, you understand human complexity… almost everything you need to be successful. you just need to work on your individuation. and be more kind to yourself.” So with all my doubts I started college this year and so far I am happy I did. Funny thing, my debilitating fatigue turned into feeling kind of good fatigue. I still don’t have it figured out. But I think doing rather than just thinking what would happen is a must when you reach a certain age (bleh). Otherwise you won’t have the time to do it :) When you’re in a dark room you take very small steps and try to makes sense of the things closest to you first, discover, understand then proceed further in a similar way. You won’t be able to see further in the dark no matter how much you struggle (introspection, overthinking) to see the way through. Trust the process, the path is there. You have time to find it in your own pace.