First step was to admit that I in fact do live amid collapse. It took a few years of worry, fear and doom. Now I am living this kind of double life: to uphold whatever is needed/still working from the ‘old’ life while gradually building the new.

The thing is I know I have to die one day - the only difference now is that I’m aware that the risk that this event happens earlier keeps rising for me and fellow humans. This in itself is not really a problem, I’m not that attached to my body. Human population will shrink in the next decades.

Instead of panicking and getting very active I have slowed down. Life continues as it can, and my job is working towards biodiversity, which I do in my local area. There’s hectares of burned land to restore. I grow food, I care for my animals. After I’m gone the trees I planted will keep growing.