I feel the same. I hate eating. I do it since I lost some weight when I first got depressed but I can't lose anymore (T asks me about that stuff), so I mostly eat crap while I lie here and wonder what the point is. So we are pretty much at the same point, I guess.
I don't care about anything, but my cats force me to make sure I take care of their needs a few times a day, and they are nice company. And I do shower since I guess I should.
Otherwise, I have no interest in anything. Hugs to you, I hope you feel better soon.