In the hypothetical scenario that I would give relationships another try, I would just conceal it and:
a)Get rid of my books and just have some basic stuff around
b) Pretend to be a LaVeyan Satanist who’s interested in mythologies and world religions… who happens to meditate a lot.
May the next evolved spirit find a proper womb with a proper bloodline. This bloodline here had already seen enough BS. Whatever gifts I have, my nonexistent child would be put in this world, in this place, with my genes.
Ain’t about the material and other trinkets.
Sorry, I guess.