I feel like I am dead but living. If that makes any sense at all. I am sort of just here. I exist, but do not live. And I understand that it is my choice, but I feel like I don’t know how to live. I only have a couple boring friends. And I think a guy likes me but I am afraid to take it any farther. I just feel like a sack of potatoes. Sitting on my bed all the time. What even is a fun life like?