I'm not dead but I'm not living. At 24 I have no friends, no relationship, no purpose. Falling behind on my school work because my brain doesn't fucking work. Haven't had a job for 6 months or so and I need a new one but I don't know how I'll get one or hold it down with this level of depression and anxiety. The only reprieve I have is sleep so I waste what little time we have on this earth sleeping as much as possible. I think I'm ready to admit defeat and clock out of this nightmare.