Lack of Motivation

The title literally says it all. I don't feel motivated to do anything. Need to call someone about missing all this school? Eh. Leave on time to get somewhere on time? Oh well. Contact someone to get volunteer work? Bleh. Look for a job? Blah. Exercise because that's what I should do? No thanks. Make myself a meal so I don't starve off? I'll pass. Like what in the world. It's like I've passively lost the will to live or do anything with myself. Technically, I did lose the will to live a couple weeks ago and landed myself in a hospital. But here I am not feeling with it. I don't want to relapse and land myself prisoner to another ward. I don't know. Things aren't as shiny or nice. I don't really know what my purpose here is. I feel ungrateful because there's a lot to be happy about but I'm not happy. I just feel the need to lay around and waste away. Wow writing is really depressing. And in the actual sense. I need to stop now.