For the better part of 2 decades, I did what this young man wants to do. Lie down, avoid working on my problems, and quit life while still being alive. I'm trying to warn him there ain't nothing in it, but misery. It's not a life. It's a coping strategy. But what I want him to know is eventually that strategy will fall apart. You'll find a new one and it will also fall apart. Then you hit my age and start getting panic attacks because nothing works anymore. It's called rock bottom. From here, you either self destruct or you finally confront yourself.

To answer your question, this is what I'm doing now. Confronting myself. Trauma is a hell of a thing, not only because of what happened to you, but because of the coping strategies you develop to do absolutely everything to avoid it. It disconnects you from who you were before. You also have no clue how deep you are into it because you lie to yourself about it not being that bad. Yet another coping strategy.

The only way past it is through it. There is no other choice, and you owe it to yourself to stop lying to yourself, so that you can begin to heal yourself. You gotta be honest about how things make you feel and you've got to express it instead of repress it, then fucking let it go. I hope this young man sees my words and this isn't all in vain. You don't need to waste as much time as I have before you decide to start putting yourself back together again.

Sorry for the rant. You asked, so I figured I'd give you a good answer.