I’m 23 years old still living at home with my mom. I have no goals or ambitions. Everyday I sleep, eat, work, repeat. I have no social life, never even had a girlfriend. I only have one friend and we’re drifting apart. Im suffering serious depression and anxiety everyday but have no one to talk to about it.
Sure it would hurt a couple people a lot if I killed myself but if this is all my life is, what’s the point? I’m existing for the sake of existing