On reflection my other post might not help you a great deal. What's true for me is not necessarily true for you.
I actually don't enjoy my life. I've genuinely forgotten what it means and feels like to experience long-term enjoyment. I have fleeting moments when something happens, and some moments when nothing happens, moments when i'm sat on a bench or a rock in the middle of nowhere and i just see a mouse or something.
Why i'm still alive i don't know, but what i do know is that i am still alive for a reason. It has to be this way because the universe is based on the principle of economy. The only easy exit door is suicide; i've got no dependants and little reason to keep turning away from it, except for the fact i know the compulsions i feel are an illusion.
I just keep going, Leaf. I try to understand that i'm in this position for a reason, a reason which as yet is unclear. I use all the tools i've got (box breathing, The Work, EFT, Psych-K, mindfulness) to release self-defeating behaviour from my mind, and await moments of clarity.