Classic insecure guy, grew up chubby, short, bullied, I somewhat had a drive to change and stop living that pathetic life...

I get to discover Thailand and SEAs early on in life (21 y o), I have always been looking for validation, been there, was the youngest white mf in pattaya, managed to sleep with a lot of women for free, the attentions, validation and genuine desires made me feel like I was superman.

I got sold on the passportbro lifestyle after that experience, became obsessed with making money remotely to live in SEA and keep banging girls easily.

In the meantime I went back to europe, worked hard to save money, did some working experience in a competitive yet high paying job, I forgot to mention I started working out in the gym at 17, started to really have a good physique at 20-22 yo, in the meantime I had my PUA phase, I was obsessed with approaching girls, improve game, improve social value, I have read countless books, attended meetups, approached hundreds if not thousands of women around europe, the combination of increased fake confidence (great physique with good muscles, low body fat, young with more money than 90% of my peers + a sensation of unlimited opportunities due to cold approaches ) made me feel like I was very confident, the reality is that I feel like I was very needy and I was looking to fill the void within from past traumas.

Anyway, these years have been the best of my life so far, I managed to fuck anywhere between 100-150 Girls between SEA and europe (around 20 in europe the rest in easy mode in SEA).

I managed to travel a little bit for 1-3 months at times, I went to the philippiens, 3 times in Thailand, once in Malaysia, once in Indonesia, once in Mexico...

Still SEA seemed like the perfect place for me between the low cost of living + easy access to infinite abundance of women.

At 23 I experienced extreme hair loss, I became a norwood 4 in almost a year, at 23 I started to shave my head, I lost a lot of attractiveness, I felt so bad I lost all the momentum accumulated the previous years, truly a depressive period that lasted around 2 years, I almost stopped working out, got around 30% body fat and very shy and introverted with low self esteem, I didn't go out partying anymore and couldn't look at myself in the mirror. I would go to the bathroom with the light off to avoid looking at myself in the mirror....

In the meantime the only thing that created some hopes in me is that I knew in SEA I would bang chicks anyway with some money, so I kept trying things online to make money remotely, had some luck with crypto.

At 25 I decided I would stop bitching and venting and I took my physique seriously again, I came back to 12-15% body fat, changed my career, started working on a high paying job and I started to go out again and talk to human beings and approaching women again, in the meantime I also started an online side hustle that is now, almost 3 years later my full time income.

At 25 I met a girl at the new job I was doing, felt in love for her and decided to commit to her for the first time of my life, I did travel with her, worked with her and I am still with her 2 and a half year later, we moved in in Mexico for a more libertarian lifestyle, I work whenever I want, i am making more money than ever, I have a loving and caring girlfriend (sometimes, I am experiencing some red pill discussed issues such as lowered sexual desire from her, betatization thru 1000 concessions etc) but overall it is still a good relationship, I have a decent body altho not my best since I am around 20% bodyfat (working on it)

I would say I achieved 95% of what I always dreamed: a girlfriend that truly loves me and cares for me, a digital business that gives me the flexibility to work whenever I want wherever I want and that make me travel whenever and wherever I want, I moved to a tropical country with incredibly good scenery, cuisine and beaches, a good muscular masculine physique, I am still working on my social needs since I just recently moved here... But

I feel lonely, I feel empty, I feel that any goals I was working, living for and trying to accomplish never gave me the happiness and satisfaction I was looking for, I wanted to move out of my boring small city and from losers in my own small city, yet I don't feel any better in a bigger newest environment, even with tropical weather and an amazing coral reef...

I don't feel better now that I don't need to worry about money or that I don't need to work 15 hours per day than I did at 20 when I had almost nothing

I still feel empty and don't see a lot of meaningful things to do in life... Yeah sure I can put myself the goal to create a 10 millions/year business, or I can dump my girlfriend and looking for someone hotter/casually dating or even spinning plates, yeah sure I can get to 10% bodyfat and have a bodybuilder like physique, but once I will reach my newest ambitious goals, my gut says that I would feel the same...

So... How did you guys managed to find a meaning on this life? Yeah improve yourself but once you are there or almost there, and you realize that your previous goals now feel shallows, how can you obtain joy? What to do to feel alive again?