Has anyone else felt like this?

Life feels like it's one big joke. 

Since the moment I gained consciousness, I felt so disconnected from it all. The world didn't look real. I didn't understand where I was. Why I was here. What was happening or why I existed. 

None of it was right. 

I'm not sure how else to describe it without sounding like I need to be in a mental ward. 

Maybe there's something wrong with me? I don't know. 

I spend so many days staring at my ceiling, struggling to figure out the meaning behind life and why I'm here. ( Aside from knowing that my parents met in a bar, and conceived me in a hotel room. ) 

My life is a messed up joke. It has to be. 

Because why else would someone like me exist? 

I don't feel real. None of this does. 

This body doesn't feel like it belongs to me. When I look in the mirror I do not know who that person is. I'm stuck in a body that is slowly dying, and I can't take care of it properly. 

Mental illness, and physical disabilities plague me. 

The emotional ones are crippling me. I feel like I'm gasping for breath, and understanding. But no one can hear me. 

Why? 

Why am I here? 

I feel lost.