It’s not like I live a bad life; I’m fairly fortunate more or less. I get really good grades, have a decent home life, exercise, have a job, I am “doing everything right”. But I feel like I’m sinking most days. Like I’m hollow on the inside. I couldn’t name for you a legitimate hobby I have. Nothing I could list that I do “for fun”. If I have no obligations, I sleep. I don’t even get up to eat unprompted most days, and can’t even stand in the shower cause it’s too taxing. If I can’t sleep, I lay in bed reading one of the hundred comics I have saved, doing anything not to live my life or exist in my body. I don’t know how to fix it either. I can’t talk to anyone about it; I told my mom I was depressed and she said I wasn’t, I was just stressed (I guess for the last 8 years). Im an asshole if I bring it up to my best friends since they have it harder than me. The therapist I was trying to get in with put me on a waiting list then I think just forgot; in his defense I’m pretty forgettable. Im just not sure what I can do anymore, or if this is just how I have to live.