George sat on the beach where it happened, where his body had been found washed ashore. The police were unwilling to declare it an accident as they couldn’t rule out intentional suicide. George hated how he understood this feeling. He had struggled with low self-esteem and depression throughout his life. A lot of that seemed to transfer to him in the new female body he ended up in after the Great Shift, but he wondered if all those thoughts and insecurities lingered in his own body as well. He hadn’t been happy before, but he wasn’t happy like this either.
He thought about how his body had been found the day before the government announced a new technology that would allow people to swap back to their original selves. That was obviously not in the cards for George anymore, thought its not like he thought that would make him feel any better.
He looked out into the ocean. He could throw himself into the abyss as well, but instead he turned aroun and walked back up the beach. He was down, but he could still fight the dark thoughts.
