Greetings everyone, a long time 23-year old lurker here. Ever since I have discovered the red pill, pretty much all areas of my life improved. I am currently at 230lbs and around 10-11% body fat, powerlifting total getting close to 1500lbs. I am no longer shy around women, my confidence exploded, reading a lot of Nietzsche, Goethe, Jung and by Gaylubeoil's recommendation I also ordered Evola's Revolt Against the Modern World as well as the Decline of the West by Spengler.

However, the large amounts of introspection that resulted from this reading made me question the directive of my life. When I was 18, I was debating whether I should pursue a career in nutrition (closely related to my obsession which is the gym, sports, and all-around testing the limits of human performance) or in psychology (related to my interest of the human psyche, understanding human behavior etc.). I've chosen nutrition, and I am currently finishing my masters. However, I noticed that I started losing my interest for any books related to nutrition, while at the same time I have read 8 psychology-related books in less than 3 months. Doubts have arisen as to whether I have made the right choice. My parents and my brother have helped me financially to move abroad for my masters so I feel an obligation to them to finish it, but so far it has been extremely boring, uninteresting and a waste of my creative potential. I'm passing all my assignments and exams, but man, it seems like I'm wasting my precious time. I don't want to read about the effects of polyphenols on biomarkers of cardiovascular disease, or the impact food processing has on mycotoxin contamination.

I want you guys to give me some raw, uncensored advice, because I can only expect it from this community. Disregard my feelings completely if you want to. Do I sound like an entitled little bitch or a spoiled brat? What do you think I should do from here?