TL/DR: So it took two things to find my motivation. Caving to pressure of others who were watching out for me, and finding the right environment to cultivate motivation.
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I wasn't motivated to do anything but subsist. It took moving in with my grandmother during high school to get me out of that, but that was only temporary. Once in the real world and away from my grandmother, I just didn't care about anything. I was content to just work at nothing important, and sit at home, playing vid games or browse the internet, never dealing with anything beyond the immediate needs of myself.
I got pressured to go to college, and finally I caved. I had problems. Lack of motivation I thought. But eventually I found a school that allowed me to get in a routine, and it kicked off.
I realized after the fact, that how things were structured before, just didn't allow me to want to do anything. I was so stressed, out, anxiety, depression, and a few other things, that I just wanted to hide more than do anything. The college I went to had a different class schedule they followed than semesters. I took classes month after month with no break for 3.5 years to get my bachelors. When I say no break. We had most federal holidays off(not martin luther king jr, which I thought we did but didn't and that ruined my perfect attendance up to that point) and a two week christmas break. But other than that, classes started immediately after the previous one ended. It was no longer stressful to go out and do this higher education thing. I found that I liked it and found my motivation to go forward.