Lately, I've just lost motivation all together. I don't really find the things I like to be interesting or fulfilling. Usually I like a good show, anime, video game or even books or stories. But I just don't really find them to be interesting anymore or feel like starting them. I usually just check reddit and other sites.

The thing is, I SHOULD be happy, fulfilled or content.

I have a $70k+ stable job and it's a chill office job with very chill coworkers and a very linient boss. Everyday work is pretty simple, and finished before lunch. I usually just go on Reddit or listen to music til I got home. Sometimes I just work from home.

I've been living in a high rise apartment for a year, near all the best places in the middle of the city, and my rent/groceries isn't a big issue with still have alot left to save or buy random things I want.

I have a wonderful gf of 8 years currently finishing her Master's, and have great friends that I've been with since high school or college.

Despite all the "great" things I'm doing, I'm showing signs similar to people who are depressed. Like I don't understand where it's coming from. My gf is already busy with school and work, and I didn't want her to clean up after me, and just limit her to helping me in the kitchen and nothing else.

My friends still drag me to go out to play all kinds of games with them, or eat and drink. Same with my gf for video games or Netflix.

I stopped letting my friends in my apartment since I don't want them to see how much of a slob I am. Same with my other family members.

Often times, I hated it when there's events I agreed to go to like traveling. I'm also kind of a yes man.

Back in college, I yearned to have my own place and have enough money to buy all the games I want, and random things to display, yet I don't even wanna get out of my bed.

I just don't know what's going on anymore. Sorry if this is the wrong sub for this. I just want to write this out. And I'm just on my phone if there's errors.

I don't want to talk to anyone about it since I didn't want them to get worried about me. I usually just tell them I'm lazy or tired.

I also like making my friends happy or content. Usually either just going to hang out with them or listening to their problems. It's really hypocritical of me since they often told me if I have any problems, I agreed to let them know too.

But do I really have any real problems? Like everytime I come home, I just feel dead. I'm 31, and I'd say this has been going on for the past 2 years?