I feel unworthy of myself every single day.

Every morning I wake up with this heavy weight in my chest — like something is crushing me from the inside. I’m 25, and I genuinely feel like I don’t know anything.

I’m Gujarati and I don’t even know how to do Garba. With the festival season coming up, I already feel this deep shame and fear. I can’t dance. I’ve tried, but it just doesn’t come naturally to me. I don’t play any instruments, I barely watch movies or shows, and I don’t get most pop culture references that people throw around so casually.

I don’t play any sports. I’m super skinny. I tried going to the gym but ended up quitting. All I do now is work, come home, eat, sleep, and sit with this growing depression. Everyone around me seems to be into something — whether it’s music, movies, dance, coding, spirituality, working out, something. They have passions, interests, obsessions. And I feel like I have… nothing.

I’m just existing. And it’s honestly killing me slowly.

I don’t know how to build joy or curiosity in my life again. I don’t know where to start. I feel like a living corpse — disconnected, empty, and lost.

If anyone has been in a similar place or found a way out, I’d genuinely love to hear your thoughts.