I think about one particular doctor, whether I hope he finds out or not. I go back and forth. And then I go back and forth regarding whether he would care or not if he did find out. I had a shocking experience with him fairly recently and he definitely added to my overall burden and if he'd done what he actually said he was going to do I might not be finishing up my plans to ctb right now. I'm sorry to be so vague about him but if I get into the details, I'll end up writing a book, dox myself, and it won't help anybody else anyway, plus don't we all have doctor stories. Honestly his behavior was so bad that part of me wonders if he hopes I'll ctb. I'm actually glad that I won't be here to find out what the answer is. Same with other people. It's going to be so nice to finally, ultimately, be completely unaffected by what other people think. I'm doing what I can to have my affairs in order so that nobody has to feel too much irritation at all the crap that needs to be done when somebody who lives alone dies. I spent today giving away big bags of crap in various online groups. The classic warning sign: giving away possessions. There's nobody here to notice, which in many ways is nice. I wish I could give it all away but there's no time. Anyway, I have one friend who is a human megaphone, you know the type, and the moment she finds out the entire world will know, and I find that annoying, as I always do, but hell, I won't be here to be annoyed by it all. And I have no family to make look bad. Oh I had another thought. I think people who are left behind after someone ctb ought, within reason and the law, be allowed to handle the news in whatever way helps them, so let the megaphone blare on! There is exactly one person whose reaction I care about and I have done everything in my power to make arrangements in his favor. What a ramble! It's the atavan talking.