I am

I am frozen.
I am stuck.
I cannot move properly.
I feel no pleasure on doing what I used to like and I was passionate about (kinda).
I stand in front of work projects and I cannot start them.
I stand in front of a job change and I cannot endure the perspective of changing.
I look at others happiness and achievements and that makes me feel anguished and contempt about myself.
I look at other people real-life sufferings and I despise myself for my miserable me.
I cannot breath properly.
It feels like something is stuck in my neck.
And I have a huge burden over my chest.