This has plagued me since I was 11 years old. I have very little conscious will to live. It seems a struggle to get myself up and out every single day and I don't really care what happens to me. I'm not suicidal because I don't have the energy nor the impetus to kill myself. It feels like I'm just waiting to die. ***Update*** At the time I had little enough energy to write the above. I forgot to pose my question: What could this be? Could it be the PTSD, the Dysthymia, the Insomnia...what? I'm not quite sure which is which anymore.