Worried, no. Quite sure, actually. Unless something else suddenly gets me first. Suddenly being the key word, as (for but one example) I refuse to drudge through some major physical thing. I don't see the point of doing that. For MYSELF. (I understand why others do however.) Have felt this way for years, it's nothing passing.

Maybe this makes me a horrible or frightening person. Don't care. It's how I feel and I'm not going to subject myself to what I choose not to for others' sake. And even at that, that would be very very very few - none of which are truly close. Not saying impact would be zero, but it would be much much less than others imagine, since they can only think in terms of a normal level of interconnectedness, which I do not have. There's a whole lot more to my thinking, but no need to get in to all of it. Suffice to say, when I'm done, I'm done.

Debated about writing this at all, but there it is. Please no response that I shouldn't feel this way. It's simple fact that I do and have for a very long time. Not saying I'm in a hurry, just that eventually, yes, that's totally how I see it. It doesn't scare me, it comforts me. I cannot imagine the level of sheer --there's not even a word -- I would be tormented by if somehow this were not an option.