What would I do... no psychiatric 'help' for me. I would not seek it, nor would I behave in a way that lets them find me. I would retreat, recapitulate, and exhaust any and every possibility to gain information. This could take years. Pulling it through depends on how important the person, or proving that I was right, was to me in that situation. I'd defenitaly come up with some sort of explanation, probably that he was a spy or an undercover agent and any info he had given me was false to begin with.
I'd figure out if there was anything I could actually DO to change it, and direct my course of action accordingly.
In the end, I'd live with it. There's worse. I could be the one no one remembers.
ah dear Temper you can't do nothin but love her, where else could you find a mind like that! an my answer would be fuck it lifes too short which is my answer to most can't figure what to do either that or ask my Aunty J, oh an thanks for the comment but nofair there aren't any pics of you speak to you soon