It's been a while. Was pondering a thought and I really wanted advice on it but cant\dontwantto speak to anyone I know about it and then I thought of this place to pose my question, so lets see how it goes.
It might be the fact I work a rotating roster of day arvo night shift fortnightly that's messing with my head but every time I'm on nightshift this thought comes into my head.... "Where is my life going?" Logically thinking, I'm doing well for someone in their early 20s. I have a very good paying factory job, I've owned an investment property for the last two years where I'm paying a decent seized mortgage on, I own a tuff old school muscle car that I pretty much built myself learning along the way ( minus the motor that was built professionally) a comfortable daily driver car and recently a small boat that I also restored. Painted it myself, rebuilt the triple carbys myself and also stitched up the canopy with the guidance of a friend.
I re-read the above and although it comes off like I'm showboating (no pun intended) I genuinely believe that if any person put their mind to it they could achieve those things with a bit of hard work and perseverance they arnt impossible.Yeah sure my projects arnt perfect, car has rust in a few spots, daily car has a scuff mark here or there and the boat was painted with a brush! But they all serve there purposes well.
I should be proud of my achievements, however I still feel like time is passing me by. I go out with friends spend some cash drinking or dropping some mdma every now and then, not too shy, been with several women in my life so I don't understand this cloud that hangs over me sometimes. My last girlfriend was a year and a half ago and since her I've had 3-4 girls I've met up with had sex and what not in that time, with the most promising and amazingly intelligent girl turning out to be a party animal meth head, go fucking figure haha. I think im ready to settle down and although I see myself as a promising stable partner, looking back on previous relationships I've had pretty lousy judgement on women. If they were beautiful they were not on the same level of thinking as me, if they were stunning they were into the party scene and drugs too much. I've had my fair share of outbursts don't get me wrong, but there was always reasoning behind my actions.
I don't know what answer I'm after in this thread, maybe just a fresh perspective on the situation from someone that doesn't know me will be adequate.