I feel like ever since my pop passed away I'm an emotionless void. I try to be a positive person but I seriously hate society and it's constructs. My dream is to live in the woods like a native American, foraging and hunting. Instead I come home to a wife that can't stand me because I don't enjoy anything, have no hobbies, friends, or interests. Ever since corona my wife doesn't even enjoy going outside for whatever reason. Seems like I'm just paying bills waiting to die. Any ideas?