Since few months, the question on my mind is - What's the goddamn point of anything?  I just couldn't see the meaning/purpose/point of life. I know that everything is just random - this universe, our earth, our existence - a beautiful chance happening. Being an atheist, I couldn't find solace and hope, which one gets from faith. I started searching for any clue, to make sense of all this, to make sense of my life. I couldn't find any goal that's worth pursuing, I couldn't envision my future - how I will be after 10/20 years. I am completely disconnected from the world and from all the things that interested me earlier. I welcomed work, because that kept me busy. Any slightly idle day would drive me crazy, I couldn't even read a paragraph without being distracted. My brain was and is so foggy . I can't even form a single coherent thought, there's only scattered bits and pieces of vague ideas - any attempt to pursue them also means contaminating t