When I was 22, I was at a very low point in my life. I was obese, had failed out of college by never attending class, and was alternating between being unemployed and working terrible jobs like being a dishwasher.
I'm still unsure of where I got the strength but I turned everything around. I lost 100 lbs through proper diet and exercise and have kept it off for the most part ever since then. I was able to get a much better job and got back into college, where I learned from my past mistake and excelled. I just completed my master's degree in August and have passed the CPA exam.
Despite these achievements, I am feeling like I have hit rock bottom once again. I accepted a job directly after grad school and was fired after 4 months. I am still looking for another job despite having what I consider to be great qualifications. I have very few friends, none of which live within 300 miles. My dating life is nonexistent. The closest thing I've had to a girlfriend was a 1 month fling over 2 years ago. It was the greatest feeling I've ever had but I feel like it was a sick joke to give me that taste of true happiness only to yank it away.
My motivation is dwindling rapidly. When I set those goals 6 years ago, I thought they would change my life. I thought getting fit would help me finally be considered dateable. While it helped marginally, I have still never had a relationship and haven't had sex in over a year. I thought getting my master's degree would finally give me a fruitful and rewarding career. All it did was give me hope and yank it away.
I'm starting to worry about how much more I can handle. Luckily, I have enough money saved to go backpacking through Europe for a couple months. I'm excited but know that it is just a temporary escape and I will be forced to confront my situation when I return.
How can I possibly stay motivated knowing that I have accomplished so many tough goals only for it to lead right back to rock bottom? It seems like any goal I have that involves someone else giving me a chance fails. No friends, no career, no dating life. What is the point of living without these things? How can I possibly muster up the strength to fight on knowing that my hard work will continue to lead nowhere?