@Aronman789: I have found myself in your position many times, and I can tell you that motivation is completely useless without a goal. So we have to play an exciting and dangerous game of "Find your Passion!"
While the rewards of winning are fantastic, it is a very challenging game to play because it has to be played alone. Nobody knows you better than you, and only you can know what truly makes you the happiest. People can and will try and give you a shove in what they think is the right direction, but ultimately the final choice is yours. If you allow anybody else to make the decision for you, you have made a grave and costly error, and will eventually have to start playing all over again.
The actual process of playing is the most fun and dangerous part because the possibilities are endless. This can be incredibly overwhelming and, if you're anything like me, can make you choke and fall into depression. To me it kind of sounds like this is where you are, or at least on the very edge of it. If you agree with me even the tiniest bit, please get help! I've been there, and as embarrassing as it was to admit it to anybody, it was one of my better decisions to do so.
Ultimately, you just have to get off your ass and start trying things. Anything. Everything. Whatever you have even the smallest interest in. A good starting point would be to take a general look at your personality, for instance, are you an introvert or an extrovert. Boom, you pretty much just halved the possibilities, just be loose and don't narrow them down so far as to keep you from stretching yourself. You may be surprised at what you enjoy.
Using myself as an example: I grew up as a generic nerd and I graduated college with a degree in network security because, at the time I enrolled, jobs and money were everywhere. Those were bad reasons, and as interesting as school was, once I started job hunting the market had shrunk considerably and I couldn't really find anything I wanted to do, or anybody that wanted me to do it. So after two years of semi-intense job hunting, I started to get worried that I was going to become my stereotype adult-living-in-moms-basement. Unacceptable. I started grabbing at any job remotely interesting to me, eventually I found a posting for an airport baggage handler. "Sure" I said, "airplanes are cool." And wouldn't ya know it? I absolutely love my job. I've been doing it almost four years now and am starting to climb the airline industry ladder. Ten years ago I would have NEVER guessed I'd enjoy outdoor, four season, manual labor.
Good luck
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