I've been considering it for a number of years now; plans factored heavily in the first few years, but each one fell through for lack of doing anything about it. Really my plan seems to be waiting for my liver to kill me; I don't know what to do with everything i've seen though. I can't let myself get over it, and my mind gravitates toward anxiety no matter what I think. I'm really at a point where I could lose my mind entirely and destroy myself; I'm also incredibly arrogant and probably won't accept that 'feel better!' crap; lets see how the responses fare.