"How do you stop thinking about it?"

Is there a way to stop thinking about it? That future where no one sees you, remembers you, where the fabric of your existence has been unraveled and the strands have decayed into nothing at all? Is it selfish to want that, more than anything? Is it selfish to want nothing more than to disappear, and never have anyone worry about you again?

Or is calling it selfish merely an excuse to keep longing for it?