Long time lurker, first time poster.
Summary: I'm struggling to create the time and energy to find the joy in life. Life feels like a succession of tasks. Is this a normal part of "being an adult", or are people really managing to live everyday with passion and make joy in the small things? If so, is living a "full life" hard work, or does it come naturally?
More context below if you want to read, but it ended up quite long.
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I'm mid-to late 30s, and have everything on paper: I'm highly educated, with a good job, great pay, a loving partner, recently bought my own house and I'm child-free by choice. However, I find that my life feels like a list of tasks, and I wonder if this is it until retirement - and if this is just how "real life" is?
As background, I grew up in a physically and emotionally abusive home and we didn't have much. In my early 20s I spent a lot of time sleeping on sofas and in very low pay jobs, and in lots of debt. I always got through life fantasing about a different future, focusing on getting through "this", thinking that better things were to come and if I worked hard things would get better - and my material circumstances have vastly improved, mostly through getting lucky with education opportunities. But now I'm "there", I'm left thinking "what now? what next?".
Day-to-day I work from home. My job is fine, but I don't enjoy it. I get distracted often (e.g. Reading mumsnet - haha), but still deliver and exceed expectations. I'm an introvert and have no real-life friends (other than DH) or hobbies. I don't enjoy leaving the house. Doing these things feel like too much hard work. I have 2 confidants I talk to online, but I often have to take "social breaks" from them due to feeling socially overwhelmed. Daily hassles- if I have a personality clash at work, for example- really get me down, and I reach for food and alcohol crutches.
Health wise, I go for days without showering. I've been told when I do go out the house I look homeless. I don't bother with my hair or wearing nice clothes. The evenings I crash in front of the TV - normally with a few beers and a packet of biscuits- due to no energy after working long hours + household chores like cooking and cleaning. This seems to eat all my energy. I know this isn't healthy and I can sometimes pull myself out of it for a couple of weeks (no drink, daily exercise, showering, taking walks outside) before going back to the status quo. I'm an emotional eater and the only thing I look forward to is eating and sleeping, and eventually retirement. Is this it for the next 30 years?
I look on Instagram with envy - I know it's curated. But I see people living full lives, and doing and enjoying small things: taking walks, sitting in the sun while reading a book, cleaning and organising their car with pride. I want to do these things deep down, but it also feels like so much effort and energy with no real "reward". It feels too dark and cold to go outside at this time of year.
Anyway, I've probably made everything sound worse than it is. I laugh, feel loved and have everything I need, but I get though life via unhealthy habits and I'm not living life to the full. I feel like I know what I could do to make things better, but it feels like so much effort and energy, which I struggle to drum up and keep up long term. Maybe I'm just lazy.
Is this how life is, a succession of tasks with a few moments of joy in between? Or are most people living fulfilled lives? If you feel fulfilled: Are you working hard every day to make the effort to live life to the full - is it a struggle, are you battling through low energy and motivation? Or does it just come naturally?
Sorry for the long post and thank you if you made it this far.