I Couldn't Cheat Death: A Doctor Who Creepypasta

Log Entry #1: The Pain

      Okay, this is my first log entry, and I'm told I have to start with a question. Have you ever wondered how much pain a Time Lord carries with them? A lot. It is unbearable, yet, you get used to it. It increases as you age. I am over 9,000 years old, so it hurts a lot, seeing time age, see the people I love, wither and die, and, eventually, see the end of the universe.
Maybe I should introduce myself. I'm the Doctor...wait, no I'm not, not anymore, at least. Not since after the accident. Well, that story is for my next log entry. So, I'm here to explain the pain I feel, well, felt. Unbearable, that is the only way to explain it. Imagine being burned by the sun while being scratched on the face. Then multiply that by ten. That does not even begin to explain how painful it is. I can still remember the reason for the pain. I just can't explain why I felt the pain, or when I felt the pain, or who I felt the pain with, it would just hurt me more. I can't explain anything anymore... Because when I try, it doesn't make sense... nothing makes sense anymore... life, love, fear, hate, happiness, sadness... none of it... Death. That is the only thing that makes since to me anymore. The endless cycle of death. I am always reborn, even after my thirteen lives are up. Maybe... maybe this time I shouldn't regenerate... maybe I should just die... end this pain once and for all... this is the Death Doctor, signing off...