My Writer's Block

Ok, I mean this is honestly really weird. I'm not apathetic, fuck no I'm always slightly above or under apathy. But I have had writer's block for a while. If anything I figured that after school started I'd have so much shit to bitch and moan about on here cause it's freshman year of highschool but well I got shit. I mean even with the stuff that annoys me, that I could normally write books about if I had a week and I can't write crap. It's not just because I've written about these topics over and over on here to the point where my "avid readers" would be as annoyed with them as I am just because it's what I'm talking about half the time. I mean right now I'm in a slight depression that's going to reach depths unbearable, I mean my appetite's shrunk like it always does. But I can't write about it like I normally would. My brain's just reached a dead point I guess. I mean I can learn in class, but creativity has reached an all time low for me. I just come home and curl up in a ball to sleep, everyday, it's become a cycle. But it's affecting everything. My creativity's death has made it close to impossible for me to think of what to cook. It just isn't healthy. I think I've just reached a point in my life where I don't see anything to make me happy, and I just feel dead. I guess the up side is that my grades might do better, but I could care less about them. If I can't do what I enjoy, which has become rapping to myself when I'm bored and writing about problems on here. Well that paired with me drawing and cooking what people wouldn't expect, well I don't care about the rest of everything in the world that affects me, except maybe Blue and her emotional standing.