Really. REALLY. Things change SO MUCH as time progresses. You think you've done it all, then you realize that you really haven't. Something always comes up. I don't get life. I don't get how there is more than one "world" and more than one way we can feel.
I wrote more but it was pointless. I'll sum it up.
No motivation to do anything, at all. Need books to distract myself, can't bring myself to go to the library. Can't bring myself to wake up in the morning.
What do you do when your motivation to live is gone? For the moment, exist.