Winter and living in the woods

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What is it about winter that makes me want to put my pack on and throw a rifle over my shoulder and start walking into the abyss and darkness of unoccupied frozen land?

Every year this happens, the first snow and then here I am wishing I could just trudge for dozens of miles through it all and build a camp and a fire and start setting up for long term survival.

Is there anything wrong with doing this? I live out west, the land is quite large here. I'm a skilled outdoorsman and have survived alone in the wilderness for over a month before.

With everything that's happening in society, and my own mental illness(bi-polar), I believe it's finally time for me to pack up my things and leave society behind.

I'm tired of it. I'll be walking east into northern Idaho. Nothing but a rifle and a fishing pole, and the typical survival gear.

I wish you all luck and survival in this human world, I'm far too anti-social to contend with you all. I'll be in the woods, and I may die. That's all okay. I don't think life is about being the longest lived or the safest, or even the smartest. Though, I know you 4channers are loading up your comments. I won't be around to see them.