Yeah...
If I were you...
I would curl up in a fetus position in the corner of your walk-in closet and whine like a dying hounddog, and wallow in a giant pool of delicious self-pity until you die by fading away until you're nothing but a shadow of your former self, a broken empty shell of a man, and then "Poof!"
It's like you never existed...
(And that's the "Good" part...)