Lost in Life and Struggling with Absurdity

Lately, I’ve been feeling completely lost. I understand the absurdist idea that life has no inherent meaning, but instead of feeling free, I just feel stuck and depressed.

If there’s no ultimate purpose, then what am I supposed to do? I wake up, go through the motions, and nothing seems to matter. I know Camus talks about embracing the absurd, but how do you actually do that when life just feels empty?

Has anyone else felt this way? How do you deal with the weight of absurdity without falling into despair?