I am addicted to NFTs.

I’m weak. I’m outta control. And I’ve become an embarrassment to myself and everyone around me.

I own so many NFTs that you could say that I’m an NFT nut.

I can’t go to the bathroom without taking my phone and browsing OpenSea. I indulged myself so hard last night, my father had to help me up from the toilet, I was so weak. My head was in the toilet water, disgusting. At least I didn’t make a number two in my pants or die taking a shit.

I can’t even talk like a normal person. I keep buying NFTs from the web like “bored apes”, and I’m not even an investor. My friends have abandoned me, I’ve been totally fuckin’ ostrified. I can only go to chitchat rooms with other jerk-offs. Frankly, I’m depressed and ashamed. Maybe I’m having a hard time dealing with the regularness of life, I dunno.

I think it’s time for me to seriously consider rehab, even though I think that this disease concept is bullshit. I will do it outta respect to my father.

Toodle-oo!