I always dreamed of my CTB with a woman, as we sip wine, laugh, then do whatever we do before and to CTB. A woman that has been through as much horror heartbreak, severe depression, divorced issues, etc. that I've endured throughout life. But there's WAY too much that can go wrong with that. I offered to fly any woman who was semi-cute and wanted to hang out for a week before CTB (all paid for by me), from anywhere in the world. Lots of weird responses and that was 2019. Many of those responses were probably police.
I hate that I'm going to die alone in the woods in a couple weeks (unless a bear kills me out there). But that's the reality. I'm in my 40s, and will die via CTB alone, in the woods, in a camo suit so I'm not found. Hate this world so much!!