My name is Yoshikage Kira. I’m 33 years old. My mother’s house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I still live with my parents. I am unemployed, and I get home every day by 10 PM at the latest. I don’t smoke, but I heavily drink to drown out the pain. I’m in bed by 3AM, and make sure I get three hours of sleep, no matter what. After finding out that we’re out of milk and having about twenty minutes of mental breakdowns before going to bed, I usually have problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up with fatigue and stress in the morning. I was told there were issues at my last check-up. I’m trying to explain that I’m a person who wishes to live a very quiet life, but fails miserably. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like the IRS, that would cause me to lose further sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me crippling depression. Although, if I were to fight I would lose to everyone.