Life as a Zombie

I feel undead. I feel like I'm walking through life on autopilot. It seems as if I have no emotions anymore. Things that I would usually stand up against, I just let slide. I have been described as a 'passionate' person. I'm never just happy. I'm ecstatic. I'm never just sad. I'm destroyed. I'm never just angry. I'm livid. Yet lately, I've been....blah.

How does one snap out of a trance if that said person has no idea what put them there?

How do I fix me? Am I even broken? Is this how life will be for me from now on?

I feel like a shell of my former self. Yes, I tend to be a drama queen. But at least I knew who I was then. At least I could define me. Am I nothing now that the drama has died?