ForewordBefore i get into the crux of this post, I think that it is important to give a brief background of my life to better understand the issue. I urge to read the entire thing, albeit long, for it may resonate with many of you, both young and old. My name is Corey (23M), and here is my story:BackgroundAs i'm sure much of you on here can relate, I have been a natural born 'hustler' ever since I can remember. From selling cards to fixing kids phones, I have always been that stereotypical person you hear about of that person you know who never stops working. Before going to college, I was recruited to play sports and it was my dream to play professionally. I was humbled very quickly at the realization that this fantasy was not attainable due to my relative athletic amateurism comparative to other division 1 athletes; it broke me to find another passion I could focus my time on. I started a company in college in the beginning of my sophomore year developing advanced autonomous robots for crop ailment detection. I raised $120,000, got encorporated, filed patents, met CEO's of fortune 500 companies.... and yet still failed. The faults i faced didn't lie in my inability to accomplish what I needed to, but more so in my naivete when it came to knowing exactly WHAT to do at the right time. I spent 3 years of my life in college, sacrificing my social life in arguably one of the greatest periods of life to experience such a thing, all in pursuit of the grander picture. I just graduated, with an entirely new reinvigorated sense of what startup culture means since i know first hand what it is like to fail, and am excited for the future. NOW HERE IS THE ISSUE:ProblemI have the incredible gift of being able to sacrifice my social life for the pursuit of something greater for myself. The thought of working 80 hours a week on something I am in charge of, with the capacity of improving people's lives, brings me a great deal of self-worth. Something I have been struggling to grapple with lately though, is that this curse that I have prevents me from being able to both meet people, let alone have relationships with them. It has started to dawn on me for the first time ever in my life, "Am i selfishly jeopardizing my chances of meeting someone for the pursuit of my own goals?" The answer is: i simply dont know. I dont know if what I am doing is right. I dont know if this parasitic attraction to entrepreneurialism plagues my chances of ever being able to have anyone to share all of this with. Worse yet, what if i do end up to go on to have a successful exit, or happy ending of some sort, and all of the people that i attract are ones who dont want me for me?ResolutionThese questions are really only answered with time I understand, but I would like to hear of some of your stories that maybe can draw a similar parallel to mine. Did anyone take the risk after college to work on something endlessly and as a result watch the other parts of life go by during your 20's? This problem that I face I believe is mainly perpetuated by social media; watching all my lifelong friends seem to have the perfect lives and the perfect jobs with the perfect girlfriends - it's abhorrent, which is why I deleted it all. The thought, nonetheless, still lingers. I would like to hear what yall have to say about your stories, and how, if any, it worked out in the end and what pieces of advice you could give to a seemingly lost entrepreneur such as myself. Thx see hubwealthy.com/wealthy