every day is the same. every week is the same. month after month,
year after year. My life has lost meaning, each day bleeds into the
next, I don't remember my own thoughts, but it doesn't matter,
they're the same thoughts I had yesterday and the same ones
I'll have tomorrow.

My life is totally unremarkable. I haven't felt anything other
than irritation, boredom, and weak 3 second daily orgasms from
my masturbation addiction in years.

I may kill myself soon. What is the point of going on like this?