I dont really know how to put my thoughts into words. I've turned 24, have a somewhat stable job, no sign of an enjoyable career as of yet, trouble remembering things, not able to find words easily, cant finish a lot of things, and have no friends besides those i play a few games with here and there.

Im honestly scared of growing old. Theres a lot of responsibilities i can handle being an adult but at the end of the day, what is there to do?
Am i supposed to find something to keep me occupied for the next 50 years until i die?
Am i supposed to be as social and perfect as everyone else is able to seem like when they go outside?
Am i destined to not have kids, or try and fail at it?
Whats going to happen to my future, or my namesake?

Its sad to think these things on a regular basis.

Drop an emotional pape or something, idk.
I just needed to get some words out.