How quickly and how thoroughly memory decays is inconsistent within our own lives, and inconsistent with the experience of others. Layered under that is what is noticed. What remains are continuously conflicting memories of the past. In a very vague sense there is some cohesion, but it falls apart pretty quickly once details start being introduced.

Sisyphus had the impossible task of pushing the boulder up a hill for eternity. I similarly tried to be heard and understood.

"When I become depressed, it manifests as existential crisis. I am not suffering from lethargy because I am experiencing mental self...