This advertisement has not loaded yet, but your article continues below. I shuddered to think of people coming to investigate the smell and finding my body a bloated mess on the floor. And an enduring fear that I’d kill myself and no one would notice. The only thing that stood between me and the bonnellies was cowardice, and lack of access to opiates. But when it came down to it, I had walked right up to that line and stood with my toe hovering over it. I mean, I could shake my head with the best of the net pundits at the people who couldn’t handle the solitude, voice my scorn at their weakness, and vow I’d never show that fragility of character myself, sure. Much as the idea of just travelling to and from the office scared me - my brain was still having a hard time convincing its inner lizard that I could be safe around other people despite the vaccines - I felt the relief of someone who’d been stopped in the nick of time from doing something irrevocably stupid.
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