I feel the same way. I feel like all I'm doing is existing. I go to work, come home, and sleep. Then I do it all over again. I used to feel so good about the fact that I had at least two really good friendships but now that's not even true. And the one I have left I'm not even that interested in. I really only liked the one friendship that just died on me (or, rather, that I killed). I don't feel interested in anything or anyone. I'm not really hungry but I'm eating way too much--just ate a whole pizza--because at least then I feel full. I don't want to go to bed because that means I have to get up to go to work but I'm bored and don't know what to do and it's 9pm so I may as well go to bed.

I feel completely worthless and hopeless. The sad thing is that this one friendship was probably the difference between my feeling good about myself and my feeling completely empty. That's terrible...that I can't find any identity outside of someone else.