That hit home. I just tried to sleep on the ground for long while 'cause at least then I wouldn't be cold. Funny to think that actually might've helped me.
But then again I had also put my hands in my armpits to warm them and taken of my shoes because they'd gotten wet and were tight and I'd sprained my leg. I put my gloves on my feet instead. Which means I was basically walking with really thick socks on. So I did act kind of rationally. And I walked among the trees since they broke the wind and it was warmer there.
Oh god that adds a layer of horrifying I'd never thought of. Everyone was already pretty sure I was the dead victim of a serial rapist but I'd never thought about the fact that they probably would have thought that for a long while if I'd died. I'm pretty sure at least one of the police officers thought I was lying about having walked in to the forest by my self and though I was protecting someone. Which is the correct response and I did act very weird because I had at that point been up for 22 hours and was pretty damn incoherent.
Also I'm pretty sure they would have taken a really long while to find me since they had been trying to for 14 hours and didn't succeed.
Also a local politician was shadowing the police that night. He made me tea.