got my a.a., was gonna go to my state school and finish up my bachelor's and then covid happened. at the time i had sort of promising prospects as a freelancer and covid college was making me want to die, so i quit and just leaned in to the independent work that i was already doing.
those prospects quickly evaporated, so initially this seemed like a pretty tremendous mistake. i became a self-taught software developer just in time for the age of "self-taught software developer gets $70k job" to end, and i became a semi-professional writer just in time for almost every reputable publication in the universe to spontaneously combust and for the few that remain to start paying, like, $0.00000000001 cents a word. i beat myself up about it for a while
five years later, it seems like i actually did end up making the right choice in the long run. not only am i able to feed myself (finally) but also because i ended up building the rudiments of a career in a cave from a box of scraps i found myself with a tremendous amount of creative freedom. i felt like i was wasting my life because i wasn't achieving the "standard" life accomplishments that my peers were, but i realize now that i was frontloading a lot of the bullshit that most other people spread out evenly throughout their lives. it's only just now (last ~18 months) that i've started to see the dividends of all the grinding that i've been doing, and it's all coming all at once.
as for if i have any insight for your situation, it's hard to say. i've the sort of freak who has always had a very clear idea for the lifestyle i want and the discrete things i want to accomplish in the world before i am dead - my problem always has been figuring out the path to get there. i gather for most people it's the opposite problem - they know what path they're "supposed" to take but don't really know what they want to do when they get to the end. what do you want *your* life to look like?