Why do I feel so nervous, why do I feel so on edge all the time?

Why is this happening again? Why do I feel like I have nothing to live for again? Instead of taking the many opportunities I have, I just want to stay in my room and do nothing and feel even more anxious for no reason. I don’t feel like I want to make an effort, even though logically I do, and I want to! It just doesn’t work.

Why is this happening again, why do I feel so weirdly helpless for no reason, why am I just going through the days, not trying to build something, create my life? Is that why I am always feeling like an imposter, like a waste of money for my parents? Will there ever be some sort of love in my life, or any sort of meaning? Will I finally feel like I’m enough of a person and not like I’m guilty just by being alive?