I've never been diagnosed or anything but I think I'm displaying all of the classic symptoms. I don't remember the last time I've went through a full day without feeling down at some point. I think it might have been sometime during my teenage years.

I don't like the way I look, feel, or where my life is at. The thing is, I can't even get myself motivated anymore. I think I lost all of my willpower. When I was younger, I could convince myself of anything and stick with it. Now, I'll just stay up late nights laying in bed and watching youtube clips while lying to myself about "getting my shyt together" soon. I know exactly what I have to do, too. I hate how

I'm getting, so the obvious solution would be to hit the gym. I see people on their morning jogs and get jealous at how happy and healthy they look. Everyday, I imagine how much better my life would be if I looked in a mirror and saw a fit and attractive individual. I imagine myself working out and getting that endorphin rush every morning. But every time I try - I fail. It doesn't help that I smoke like a pack a day. In my mind, in order to start working out - I'll have to quit smoking. I'll also have to stop drinking coffee (at least three 16oz cups a day). My willpower is so weak that I just can't bring myself to do it. As soon as I quit, it seems like my job gets more stressful on purpose, and of course - the nicotine withdrawal symptoms get even more exaggerated. I've failed so many times that I'm honestly exhausted at this point. You bring yourself to go three months of being disciplined and then it all goes crashing down. After a few times of this, motivating yourself becomes next to impossible. You just think: "What the fukk is the point?" I no longer get looks from women and feel inadequate every time I go out. I never have a "good night". It's always a disappointment. I love my family to death but I find it a chore to be around them, and I don't know why. I feel the happiest when it's 2 a.m. in the morning and I'm holed up in my apartment by myself. I honestly think that if I didn't have to go to work then I would just sleep during the day and watch TV shows and smoke cigarettes at night. I get nothing out of being social. I've always been shy but now it's gotten to the point where I literally don't want to be around the people that I already know. My birthday is coming up and I don't want to celebrate...One of my best friends is telling me that he wants to get me bottle service at a club and I seriously asked him not to because I know that I'll have a shytty night, get no ass, and will be extra salty about it because it's my birthday. I also have a problem with crying - I can't do it. I wish that I could just let everything out and cry for like a good hour, but no matter what I do - it's not happening. It's like I'm numb to everything. Anyway brehs, thanks for letting me vent.