It's difficult to find reasons to keep going when you lost care for things that you loved. I used to have a bright flame up until my early 20s even when things got unbearably tough. As of late though, it feels like barely glowing embers that want the oxygen to burn but can't, it's just constantly suffocating with the pressure. 
I want to know what it's like to feel alive again.
...I know I'm not alone in this.