I don't know if this is the right place for this, so please bear with me if that's not the case.
I think I'm at the point where I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I should be content with my life situation in which I'm in my late twenties with a six-figure tech job, and the same amount in savings, yet I somehow feel empty as if I'm missing something or questioning whether I made the right decisions to get to this point.
I don't really have many hobbies left, and old friends have become distant through time. I want to find something new, yet I don't know what I want to do; It feels strange to even write that down. After seeing this whole 4chan situation, it's bring a bunch of nostalgia in me that I haven't felt in years. I'm thinking about the people I used to talk to yet lost contact with over the years. I wonder how they turned out in the end? I managed to make something out of myself, yet I feel lost in how much has changed. I hope this makes sense somehow.
This is stating the obvious to some extent, and probably schizoing out a bit beyond that, but:
1. Money is worthless unless you have specific people and goals to spend it on and/or save it up for.
2. Unless you really love your work, just being successful and accumulating numbers in your various accounts will inevitably ring hollow if that's all you've got to show for however many years you've spent getting to that point.
Soyciety pushes the idea that productivity is its own reward, and that the status signifier of not being a broke unemployed piece of shit is something you should take pride in, but these are half-truths at best. Many of those who """"""
should""""" be happy rely on prescription pills, party drugs, booze, casual anonymous sex, or any number of other band-aid solutions or addictions to not feel like killing themselves on a daily basis. That's not to say poverty and joblessness are things to aspire towards, but if you have all the material trappings of success without any of the fulfillment it's meant to come with, you're the direct foil to a NEET oxygen thief who lives for the sole purpose of playing video games and jacking off all day instead of doing anything useful; because you've paradoxically failed to be of any use to yourself in spite of doing everything you were told you're "supposed to".
If you have any vacation time at your job, take some as soon as you can if only so you can spend some time thinking about what you actually want out of life instead of just going through the motions of what you're "supposed to" be doing at x age for x reasons. Beyond that, no one can really help you with this because it's something you have to figure out for yourself.
