r/Existential_crisis

Nobody actually cares how I'm just going through life with no life of my own.

I've been stuck at home since 2019. I moved back from my PG to my family home so I could spend time with them while working from home, but since then I've been stuck here and I don't see a way out.

I spend 24 hours in one room. I eat once a day, I sleep, I work all with the same routine, in the same room, on the same bed. I haven't even stepped out onto the balcony for more than 3 months now.

I'm trying for a new job, but no luck. I'm also looking for marriage, but nothing is working out.

All my friends are married, well-settled, have achieved a lot in their careers and have kids.

Every time I try to talk to someone, they just shut me off with their so called success stories. I have no one to talk to or share anything with. I've lost all motivation. I've stopped taking care of myself. I don't remember when I last dressed up properly. I try really hard to stay motivated by reading, working out and praying, but it only lasts for a day or two and I'm back to feeling low again.

I'm stuck in my career too as a non-techie, I don't know what to do next.

Whenever I get on a call with friends, I feel like a loser and a failure. It feels like I've achieved nothing in my life. And even if I want to achieve something, I don't know what to do i don't have a single person to share or talk to.

My siblings have stopped talking to me, they don't care and have no gratitude for my sacrifices. My mother is just happy that I stay at home and don't meet anyone I'm her safety net. She starts crying the moment I talk about going out, even for a day.

What do I do? How do I come out of this trap? How do I make myself live and enjoy

Hello everyone. I’m a 19 yo male and I am having a severe identity crisis. I feel like my brain is entirely fragmented and I don't know who I am anymore.

I am dealing with a few major things that are driving me insane:

• My values, beliefs, and decisions change constantly. I feel entirely capricious and unstable.
• Every time I try to do something nowadays, my mind instantly short-circuits. I get hit with this exhausting loop: "This is hard... wait, what am I even doing?"
• I don’t feel like I can manage or predict my own actions anymore. Because of this, I have lost belief in myself entirely.

It has gotten to the point where all my identities feel completely fake, and I feel detached from reality. I look at myself and think: Am I good or evil? Am I a smart student or a dumb one?

I’m terrified that I’m a psychopath or that something is deeply broken inside me because I can't hold a consistent sense of self.

Has anyone else with a highly sensitive or neurodivergent brain gone through this level of complete mental fragmentation? How do you start rebuilding a stable sense of who you are when your working memory and focus are totally shot?

I just need my life back I'm lost guys

Please guys don't ignore me i need help is this something Very serious I feel I'm in hell

I experience very strange thoughts and questions that pop into my head. I find myself questioning things that seem completely ordinary and obvious, such as: Why do we walk on two legs in the first place? Why do we behave the way we do, rather than acting differently?

Sometimes, I imagine myself as an inanimate object, an animal, or a completely different person, and I wonder what it would feel like to be something other than the person I am now.

Other times, I have strange thoughts, such as imagining that I might suddenly start acting hysterically and behaving erratically in public, doing random, unusual things in the street, screaming, or moving in strange ways in front of other people.Or to remain stuck doing a certain action over and over without ever stopping for ever Then I start wondering or i freeze in place, completely motionless, forever Why don't we do these things in the first place? What makes us follow these usual patterns of behavior and social norms?

I also sometimes imagine myself talking out loud to myself when there is no one else around to talk to, and I wonder why that is considered strange or unusual.

These thoughts make me question my everyday behaviors and things I have always taken for granted, as if I were seeing them for the first time. I start questioning things I have never really thought about before, even though they are just ordinary parts of everyday life.

I tripped on shrooms and it mightve ruined my life.. made me think life is a simulation and im already dead.. idk if you can convince me you're real.

It feels like I control all consciousness... im just a ball of energy that can't handle being alone so dreams up interesting things around me.

going through an existential crisis where the life itself is tiring me. like what’s the point of all this at the end we all die. there’s no point in these grades or marks or degrees. nobody takes it to their grave. and i don’t think anybody asks for your qualifications and marks once you die. yet we are supposed to study and earn degrees to get a job in this competitive economy. getting a job for what?? to earn money.for what??to live. TO LIVE A LIFE WE DIDNT EVEN ASK IN THE FIRST PLACE. like what’s the point of all these when i didn’t even ask for these. sometimes i genuinely think why can’t i just live for the fun of being alive? eat, sleep, hang out with people, experience things, explore, have fun, exist. animals basically do that without constantly worrying about whether they’re successful enough. you may say that’s the difference between humans and animals but HUMANS ARE ANIMALS WHO ARE JUST GREEDY AND THINKS THEY ARE SUPERIOR THAN EVERYONE ELSE.we invented borders. we invented money. we invented jobs and qualifications. we decided that pieces of land can belong to individual people even though none of us created the planet in the first place. like how did we collectively decide that a random plot of earth can be owned by someone? i know there are arguments about enjoying the journey, creating your own meaning, leaving a legacy, etc. but honestly, right now none of that really resonates with me.
i’ve reached this weird “i don’t care” point. i don’t particularly care about grades, careers, status or even whether I live or die. It feels like ultimately it doesn’t change much either way.

i genuinely want to understand how other people deal with this thought:
if we never asked to exist anyway, and there’s no obvious objective purpose to any of this, why do we keep doing it?