Today, for the first time, I voiced my possible intention to quit my job. I have to get realistic. I'm probably going to die in the next ten years, so retirement is not an option for me. I do have a solid ten years in at the job which would give me severance and COBRA, so that may be something to look towards, as well as a decent nest egg and retirement savings that, although I would pay a penalty for withdrawing early, I won't get to withdraw at all otherwise.

I have no particular reason to believe things will improve beyond that, and nothing really to fear except the manner of my dying and running out of money before that. Eventually I would probably qualify for disability and Medicaid which, depending on the way laws go, could cover a significant portion of my living expenses, although not in New York, and I would have to let go of everything here.

I haven't made any decisions. But it's time to start thinking about how things will proceed because my situation will never be normal again. Part of that might be doing something other than clinging to what I assumed I would have in that now alternate timeline.