I feel lost man.

I'm 19, and I'm in 2nd year university doing physics and mathematics + bit of programming. I fucked up the first year and a half by not going to lectures or anything and still managed to somehow pass with credit avg. I like math and programming idk about physics anymore, but regardless: I fucking hate how I'm learning without actually learning, like when you cram in the last day and you retain all this jumbled fuckery for a day then forget most of it, yet I still do that process and procrastinate and shit. I hate myself for doing that man, and I've got no one to blame but myself.

I watched an anime when I was highschool that I really connected with, about a kid with a dream and pursuing it. I immediately knew that this is what I wanted, I fit this personality?, but I didn't know WHAT DREAM I FUCKING WANTED. I want a dream and I want to go ALL IN, but I don't know I fucking want. I'm trying to stop fapping, because I can think more clearer with what I want to do when on a streak, but I keep relapsing - although I'm trying everything I can to stop. I take cold showers every fucking day and I want to just release my inner beast, but I don't know what to release it on.

Do I make a shit tonne of money? Do I explore the universe? Do I explore the structures that manifest through mathematics? Do I get as strong as I fucking can, do an olympic sport and then teach others about it? Do I play an instrument for life? Do I go to some eastern country meditate for the rest of my life reach enlightenment? Do I learn mopai nei kung and just heal people? the fuck man.

I know for sure that I don't want to waste away and I've done some pretty awesome stuff already in my life. But do I want to use the power of my genes and inner savage, fighter, the inner demon to attain the best position in the food chain (status, women, money, knowledge)? Or do I ignore that 'worldly' desire and attain enlightenment where I can view the world from a true 3rd person and have infinite wisdom and be in eternal bliss? Or do I just fucking explore the universe or just have fun and converse with randoms build relationships and fall and move on, stumbling and foundering around... ?

Inside me I want to experience, i want to experience women and people and worldly processes and life and shit but what is fucking holding me back, or why I am I doing this to myself? The thought that the monks never needed any of that stuff, experience, material, knowledge? Fear?

And of course I always desire to be the best, I want to conquer and lead; none of this pussy shit I want to push my fucking limits and beyond and fly out of my parents nest - I guess that is just my pure ego speaking?

It's pushing even more because of corona. I moved out of my place to the city, at the beginning of last year but corona pushed me back to my parents' house and its analogous to the whole bird thing. You truly become a bird when you take that leap out of the nest - this is what I did, but now i'm fucking back at the nest and it's pissing me off - i'm moving back out to the city very soon now, now that everything is clearing up.

I'm doubting myself, I've always thought so much, like when I went to athletics training in highschool, on the way there for 2 hrs listening to music looking at the sky thinking about random shit. Attaining "higher order thinking", realising that realising that you are realising is just a subset of this huge tree in philosophy do i explore that or is it just a cycle? Trapped in my own mind, with unfaltering ability to do anything but unsteady in knowing what to do.

As life has moved on for me I feel like I'm getting closer to something but I feel like I'm 'wasting' all this time.

And I have got a fucking amazing family, brilliant friends and an awesome childhood but:

I'm so fucking lost man, and I find myself weak minded, the escape is jerking off and mindless surfing on youtube/show watching (i feel dead in the brain like some devil has taken over, is this the alpha brain wave length thing?), the thing that bounds me to the world is uni, and in my past time, to taste my inner human nature, I train and feel the blood rush to my biceps as I do a one arm pull up and the testosterone in my ass and thighs as I deadlift phat weight.

And I know I'm not the only one confused and fucked, that there are millions of dudes out there on this wavelength, and also maybe ego emerged in the post but It's just me writing it out.

But I needed to personalise this post so that maybe the some of you's that are like me and figured it out, can help me man, maybe a good book or an experience. And I really appreciate you for reading this far.

I just want a solid fucking direction, so I can clean myself up, truly, and go all in. I feel like I'm holding millions of dollars but I'm doing absolutely nothing with it, just dying out. What kind of fucking person does that?