Exactly what the title says. I was riding the 1 train from work and some dude starts pacing back and forth shouting about “violating and raping bitches” then he stars shouting about how he shoots bitches and threatened to shoot everyone on the train. Everyone was scared and wanted to get off at the next stop but the train stopped in the middle of a route to make way for another train, so everyone was just sitting there trapped while this dude was going on his tirade. I didn’t even react. In that moment I thought if this “if this is my time to go so be it” I didn’t care. I was always curious how I would react if I was ever put in a situation like this and I finally found out I have zero attachment to life anymore. If that guy were to pull out a gun and shoot me, it is what it is. This experience only confirmed what I already knew about myself. Seeing all those scared people who have something to live for. Someone to come home to. Someone who’ll be sad if their gone. I don’t have any of that. If I were to die on that train it would’ve meant nothing. I just don’t care anymore.