How To Figure Out What You Want To Do With Your Life

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”

“Homeless”…I would reply.

All jokes aside, it’s very important to know what you want from life so you can…um…fucking get it.

Unfortunately, most of us just act like robots, we wake up, do some shit we hate, and then go back to sleep.


I don’t know, but if I were to guess, I’d say it’s because we don’t know what we want.

If you don’t know what you want, you’re probably going to end up following the crowd and chasing something someone else wants.

I thought I wanted to be an accountant…but then I realized I only wanted to be an accountant because all my friends wanted to be an accountant.

Yes, I have some boring friends.

Once I realized this, I quickly donated my middle finger to accounting and went on this little journey to figure out what I actually wanted to do with my life.

Some days I thought I was getting close to figuring it out, other days I would just go out and get shitfaced because hey what the hell, sometimes it feels better to take 151 shots to the head rather than figure out what the hell you are going to do with your life (I said feel, not taste).

Been there. Done that.

I thought school would help me decide so I went to University.

It didn’t help either.

School doesn’t do an adequate job in priming the individual to best choose the career that fits his abilities so what the heck is a man to do?

I’ll tell you.

I’m no smart ass, but I’ll tell you what I did personally to decide what I wanted to spend my time on earth doing.

The bottom line is you have two choices.

Two paths that you can take to figure out what the fuck you want to be when you grow up.

1. Immersion

Immersion is exactly what it sounds like, just immerse yourself.

Start doing shit.

Start anywhere.

You’re not going to find your passion by reading a book or this article for that matter; you’re going to find your passion out and about by trying a million and one things.

Trying and failing is the key.

So try, try, and try.

Take on apprenticeships, take on jobs, take on gigs.

Start your own business, start your own YouTube channel, start your own website.

If you don’t like what you start/do, quit, and try something else.

It’s OK to quit.

You’re young so use your youth, don’t abuse your youth.

Experiment like fucking crazy.

Do whatever the fuck you want.

Just do something other than getting high and watching TV for eight hours.

Eventually, your passion will find you.

This is option one.

Option two is…

2. Quit everything and retire to solitude

Stop everything at once.

Quit your job. Quit hanging out with friends. Quit watching TV. Quit surfing the web. Quit drinking. Quit jerking off.

…And just retire from life.

Take a break.

Retire to solitude.

Spend the majority of your day in complete silence, thinking.

Yes, this is some monk type shit and your girlfriend will probably leave you because she’ll think you’re a fucking weirdo, but this method works.

Silence is extremely beneficial when it comes to figuring out what you want to do.

By spending time away from society and all the bullshit they bombard you with, you will eventually get a better indication of what type of life you want to lead.

Not what your mom or dad wants, but what YOU want for yourself.

Of course, the key is to not let any distraction get in the way of your time spent in solitude.

You can’t practice solitude for three days and then go out and get drunk as fuck…like I did.

That’s going to harm you.

If you do that, it’s going to take you more time to arrive at your solution.

The key is to completely focus.

Relax…and think.

Think long and think hard.

Stress the brain.

Turn off all technology, limit your contact with other people, and think about everything.

Go for walks in nature by yourself and fucking ponder.

Eventually your answer will come to you…like it came to me.

That’s it. That’s all I got, my friend.

Follow one of the two paths above or choose your own path.

Whatever you choose, just start now. Don’t waste another day living a lie.

Life’s too short to live somebody else’s life.

I know, I know. Cliché.

But fuck it. Sometimes cliché’s work best.