It is not solely the absence of sex itself that makes me suicidal. It is the importance it has society wise. You may have many accomplishments, even uncommon ones to the comunity you live in, but if you are unable to be sexually fufilled, you're the next thing to a hobo in their eyes. Silly people who do not have this issue usually claim that we shouldn't bother, but I find it difficult to ignore the importance of this matter, when it keeps me from having friends, a social life, an appropriate job, minimum respect from society, etc. Nobody wants to be around such a loser, it is the single greatest disgrace that may befall an otherwise physically healthy person. Just look at how people see incels: as the gutter of humanity. And I don't mean incels as the hateful people who intend to punish others for their misfortunes, but incels in the literal sense of the term: those who simply are involuntarily celibates, nothing else. We are treated worse than criminals.
Besides, I can literally see in the eyes of sexually fufilled people a joy that will never be mine, and never has been. The fact that I was able to move on for decades inspite of it doesn't make it less painful, and it is increasingly clrearer to me that this joy is the one thing that makes most people put up with all the bullshit in this life. Attractive and sexually active people love to say platitudes like "no one stays without sex nowadays" "you could just pay for sex". When you're really unattractive and out of the game, even sex professionals will take your money and threaten to kill you to ensure you stay away from them and they are the ones who will act traumatized for having to fathom the idea of having sex with you. Yes, aside from my own problems, I also deeply traumatize people. I've been through humiliations I could never have assumed I would be in my younger years, and I'm just 34. Hence, my firm decision to CTB.