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Embed myself in a world I'm unequipped for and die on the streets forgotten and unmoored, or bury myself deeper in bedsheets every day until compost sets in and I begin to decay. I'm not sure that I have to make a choice, today, tomorrow, next week, month, ever. I could treat it like every other problem I have: ignore it as it gradually gets worse and try to live best I can in the meantime.