Can relate. I know what I can and probably should do to make my life better, but not only do I not have the energy, I don't care. Every day I pray or ask the universe or whatever, to let me die in my sleep and I just keep waking up the next day. I'll even catch myself feeling positive and optimistic about the future and things I'd like for my life and then I admonish myself. "WTF?! You aren't getting any of that, so stop thinking like that"

Meds have helped the anxiety quite a lot, but now the depression is stepping up to fill the void.

Good luck to all of us.