Warning: a reasonable amount of depressing content. Viewer discretion is advised.
Anyhow, silly non-jokes aside, I think that there is next to nothing that drives me forward these days (or in other words, there are few things I'm passionate about nowadays).
I have dreams that give me hope and inspires me. Some of them are really wild and they are probably never going to be true though, like me getting a pet fox. Of course, as I said, as time passes I'm getting more and more pessimistic about these dreams -- I am starting to doubt that I will ever gain/achieve these dreams of mine... which seriously damages my passion of trying to learn about subject related to my dreams. Also, I had a few hobbies and a quite a few things I liked, but over time they have become... not so enjoyable anymore. I used to sculpt a lot back in the day, but one day I just gave up on sculpting because I saw I was going nowhere and I keep on making horrible sculpts. I even am starting to doubt about my cooking skills. Of course, I'm never going to be, at most, similar to Gordon Ramsay, and I'm not that good now, but.. there is this self-doubt that doesn't allow me to progress (so to speak). Heck, I'm even losing interest in two things that gave me so much joy in the past: ponies and furries. Nowadays I just don't feel so passionate about doing stuff related to those two things. I also liked to program stuff, but as with everything, that passion went away.
tl;dr Back in the past I was passionate about a lot of things, like foxes, ponies, furries, sculpting, cooking and so on. But nowadays I lost a lot of interest and passion in these things.