What are some books about having no direction in life

Thats how i feel every day. My only motivation is paying rent and bills, and even that i struggle with.

such is the modern man, unbound from responsibilities of family, faith, and duty.

I cum. What can i say? I like it.

if life were a city, i'd be a life hunter

The Tartar Steppe, by Dino Buzzatti, I believe answers your question perfectly, but in a more allegorical form.

That accurately describes most of my days.

Hunger by Hamsun
My diary desu by user

Everything I want to do just seems like un-reacheable.... Writing stories, learning music... Why should I succeed more than somebody else? Why should I stand out?

extend your reach

Because you put more work in than anybody else

Tartar Steppe - Buzzati

It's not exactly about having no direction, it's more the incessant passing of time, but a lack of direction plays a part tangentially. Really good book tho you should read it regardless

I feel like it's too late... i'm 28, and I could have gained so much experience up until now, and I lost my best years in trivial and meaningless things... People around me have lived magnificient things, and I am non-existing.

It seems to me you are a little bitch that can not be arsed to work towards what he wants but will still bitch that he won't get it.
You could always become an hero and leave intructions for people to burn your papers

You're right.

Don't take comments too seriously. Also don't compare yourself to others, cuz then you're just chasing a ball you will never catch. Find out what matters to you, and strive for it. Embrace struggle.

Proust's novel

y-yeah, imagine being that much of a loser

What We Talk About When We Talk About Love - Raymond Carver
Facing the Music - Larry Brown
Rabbit, Run - John Updike
The Dog of the South - Charles Portis

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Thank you for the words. I just want to make up for my lost time and I get frustrated when it doesn't work as well as I want.

I know that feeling well. I think the best thing to do is stop comparing yourself to others and try to find some other meaning for the things you're doing. Don't even attach particular expectations with regards to what will come of your work in the future. Try to foster a healthy attitude towards the activity (writing/playing an instrument/etc) first. If you don't do this first, making any sort of concerted effort towards some particular goal will most certainly end in failure. I know it's hard to do this for most wholesome activities, in part because we're so used to frying our brains with masturbation, porn, fast food, the internet, generally being lazy, etc.

It takes time, but you have to work on reversing this process. This in itself can be considered your direction: If you don't feel like reading/writing/practicing an instrument, think about your goal of trying to revert your brain to a more natural equilibrium. Meditating is one thing you could do to help with this process: it takes a bit of hard work and it will take time but I think it works to some degree. I recommend Mindfulness in Plain English. Trying to limit yourself from things like Veeky Forums, watching the news, and masturbating (especially to porn) is necessary as well, although you probably won't have much success in completely cutting yourself off from all of these things until wholesome activities are sufficiently palatable.

Obviously I'm still here posting, so I've not completed my journey. But I think I've made a bit of progress. Here's how I view activities now:

No motivation required:
- browsing Veeky Forums
- diddling around on the piano (i.e. playing what I instinctively want to play)

Little motivation required:
- reading in english
- going to the gym

Substantial motivation and some willpower required:
- reading in german
- practicing piano (i.e. working on a particular piece)
- reading in english critically (taking notes, stopping regularly to think critically and entertain ideas)

Substantial willpower + conducive mood/coffee required:
- Learning mathematics
- reading spanish (still not very good, so I get bogged down every other sentence)

A few months ago, everything worthwhile was more or less in this final category. So, there is indeed light at the end of the tunnel: it is possible to live in a world in which most of your instinctive desires are compatible with your long term desires, but it takes some work to get there.

>lost time
my nipper, there is no such thing

I don't believe that anything I do will result in success. It is difficult to keep working away at things that I know are doomed to failure. I'm not able to set goals because nothing seems attainable.

I will follow your advice.

I know I know, "time enjoyed is not time wasted", but it doesn't bring any comfort. And looking back, it wasn't enjoyed, is was just numbing i guess.

Journey to the End of the Night. Basically the semi-autobiographical adventures of a wandering French man who hates everyone and everything. If you can read French it's supposedly much better in its original language (I don't speak frog so just going off what I've read said by others). It's a pretty polarising book though, people either seem to really like it or view it as utter shit.

My unproductivity brings me failure and my failure brings me unproductivity.

Yay vicious circles!

where can I buy this book?

Its not real I just wasted 5 minutes of my life trying to find it.

I guess the real answer to the question is when you realize you are wasting your life stop what your doing and do something else.

SO NO ONE TOLD YOU LIFE WAS GONNA BE THIS WAY

The Opposing Shore, by Julien Gracq, user. Read it.

You're going to have to narrow it down a little, OP.

The Stranger ofc

Yep.

don't try to compare and contrast yourself with anyone else, what anyone else does with their life and how they do it should be by all accounts meaningless

Not *no* direction, per se, but try Notes from Underground. Probably has a similar mood to the one you're looking for, if I had to guess.

Not easy, but I will try.

Literally my diary, desu. I'm 27 in three months, a NEET, and I have no accomplishments. I want to write something I doubt people will want to read and while I would like to make money doing it I don't want to charge for it. I want to just let people read for free.

I'm going nowhere. Nowhere wants to hure me. Temp agency here just sold my information and told me to piss off. Walmart doesn't want me. Warehouses don't want me. I can hardly talk to people and food service is out. I can't be rushed doing things. I am most likely autistic yet since I live in America I can't go find out. Thanks, capitalism.

Kill me.

Unless I can read your diary somewhere do not give it as an answer

The Loser by Thomas Bernhard

Sounds like you're making good progress.

Oblomov, kind of