I wouldn’t know anyone here from a stranger if I met them in real life, and maybe I even have. We all spend more time stewing in our own shit than thinking about other people’s shit, and that’s just the human condition, not selfishness. Nevertheless, Possessed, I would encourage you to stick with this existence. This tiny corner of the world that hardly anyone knows or cares about would be emptier without you. You would be missed. By a bunch of strangers, perhaps, but missed nonetheless.