ERA, does death frighten you?
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Mine? No.
Others? Sure. Everyone grieves their own way and mine is not around a bunch of family (strangers at this point) as I am forced to play host consoling everyone being devastated while I feel the same, if not worse. Dreading those days so hard, and they aren't too far off now that everyone is getting older.
Others? Sure. Everyone grieves their own way and mine is not around a bunch of family (strangers at this point) as I am forced to play host consoling everyone being devastated while I feel the same, if not worse. Dreading those days so hard, and they aren't too far off now that everyone is getting older.
Even if there is an afterlife, it's probably not you continuing as you are now, like the Hindu/Buddhist concepts of reincarnation. Something may follow that has your essence but not your thought or memory.
Mostly likely you as an entity will end at your dying breath (or really, the last thought to surface before the lights go out, which may proceed the dying breath by a bit).
There is some fear there, in the sense that if this is all there is, I should be making more of it (although I did just have homemade burritos and a teensy bit of Highland Scotch, so I'm in a good place right as this instant).
Mostly likely you as an entity will end at your dying breath (or really, the last thought to surface before the lights go out, which may proceed the dying breath by a bit).
There is some fear there, in the sense that if this is all there is, I should be making more of it (although I did just have homemade burritos and a teensy bit of Highland Scotch, so I'm in a good place right as this instant).
This x100.
I know it's selfish, but my own death means nothing to me.
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the one about everyone in in the 'joke' probably freaks me out cause that means they know everything you did!
the one about everyone in in the 'joke' probably freaks me out cause that means they know everything you did!
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Just hoping the eternal return isn't a thing. What a fucking nightmare to wake up to.
It never used to. I always said things I see in this thread like "it's inevitable, why fear it" or "life is a gift and we all die". But as I get older, it scares me more and more. I wish I has the peace I once did. Guess I've lost a lot of people over the past 10 years, so thinking about death went from a philosophical excercise to an impending reality.
Having accepted that I'm a non-believer in the last few years, it isn't death, but rather no 'after'. An irrational fear of which I know will be meaningless at my passing, of course.
I've had multiple near-death experiences and I'm doubtful there's an afterlife.
So yes. It scares the fuck out of me.
So yes. It scares the fuck out of me.
I'm more scared of becoming an invalid in old age, or having a debilitating illness that deprives me of mobility and agency in my later years than I am of dying.
Oblivion seems okay during the day, but sometimes at night the terror will bubble-up from the deep and assert itself -- "What if I don't wake up in the morning?" On the other hand, an eternal afterlife seems frightening as well. This life is all I've known and it's defined by dynamism and change. Some kind of eternal, unchanging afterlife doesn't seem very appealing, either.
Ultimately, it's best to use the fear as motivation to live life to the best of our ability, so when the inevitable happens the regrets will be few.
Oblivion seems okay during the day, but sometimes at night the terror will bubble-up from the deep and assert itself -- "What if I don't wake up in the morning?" On the other hand, an eternal afterlife seems frightening as well. This life is all I've known and it's defined by dynamism and change. Some kind of eternal, unchanging afterlife doesn't seem very appealing, either.
Ultimately, it's best to use the fear as motivation to live life to the best of our ability, so when the inevitable happens the regrets will be few.
Being dead is not scary, there's nothing to experience and it only makes me sad for all the future I will be missing. Now dying on the other hand could be painful and/or drawn out and that is frightening.
Before I had a girlfriend, no. I've gotten over most of my existential thoughts. Now that I'm in a relationship though, losing eachother has become my biggest fear. Just thinking about it too long has caused me to get close to having a panic attack before.
Not in the slightest. The death of others doesn't frighten me either, although I don't like to think about it because I know how depressed I'll be.
Yes it does. I think about it fairly often. I want to sign up with a cryonics company like Alcor just for the small chance they are successful in the future but I can't afford it. I was born too soon in human history.
I fear the death of my loved ones more than I fear death of myself.
Stay safe and healthy please :)
Stay safe and healthy please :)
At 50 you didn't thought about it before? man you are lucky
Yes, the thought that I could go at anytime and not see my children grow up scares the crap out of me.
I think more than death, I fear what I leave behind when I die.
Like if I had a wife and kids, I'd worry about leaving them behind on their own. I don't but I do have 3 cats, that I love like they're my own kids. If I died on the way to work tomorrow, there's a good chance they'd starve and die alone in my place on their own. I have friends and coworkers who I 'think' would help them and promise to but who knows. At the very least they'd think I abandoned them, and the thought of that hurts.
These will be the last pets I ever own for sure, just to avoid that possibility.
Like if I had a wife and kids, I'd worry about leaving them behind on their own. I don't but I do have 3 cats, that I love like they're my own kids. If I died on the way to work tomorrow, there's a good chance they'd starve and die alone in my place on their own. I have friends and coworkers who I 'think' would help them and promise to but who knows. At the very least they'd think I abandoned them, and the thought of that hurts.
These will be the last pets I ever own for sure, just to avoid that possibility.
For myself, it is not death that frightens me, but it is life itself. I have this preset mentality and mind set that if/when death arrives me, I am ready for it. However for my loved ones (the little I still have left), yes, it is death that frightens me.
Consigned.
I try not to think about it too much. The chances that of all times I'm alive now is a mindfuck.
I am scared a bit of how I die (like horrific car crash) but it's hard for me to worry that much about death outside of that since there's nothing I can do about it.
I echo the sentiment about loved ones dying though. Both of my parents are senior citizens now for example so it's been creeping into the forefront of my mind more and more as the years go by.
I echo the sentiment about loved ones dying though. Both of my parents are senior citizens now for example so it's been creeping into the forefront of my mind more and more as the years go by.
No, not really. Not seriously. Just like alot of people in this thread
Of course it happens, it's a human thing to realize our own mortality at some point.
I think the first time I realized was when I was like 20, so ten years ago, I was high as fuck with a good friend of mine and we started talking about our family member inevitable death with time and eventually friends and then being old and eventually pulling our last breath, how would we feel and all.
It was a fucking bad trip.
I think the first time I realized was when I was like 20, so ten years ago, I was high as fuck with a good friend of mine and we started talking about our family member inevitable death with time and eventually friends and then being old and eventually pulling our last breath, how would we feel and all.
It was a fucking bad trip.
Yes. Life is like if someone gifted you 50 puppies out of nowhere. Sure, the puppies are cute sometimes and they make you laugh but it's also a heavy burden that mostly involves a lot of shit. On the other hand, now that my consciousness was ripped out of the void, i'm scared of going back. The instinct to stay alive that has been burned into every cell in my body is too strong. So i kinda vacillate between hating that im stuck in this flesh prison for another 50 or so years and the deep, unnerving fear that ill eventually stop existing. The result is the giant ball of anxiety and stress that is me.
Im working towards having a life im not totally dissatisfied with, mortality is a bitch but as long as i can continue helping the people i care about, keep taking care of myself, don't letting toxic people come around me anymore and learn to enjoy the little things, at least i know im doing fine, but realizing that took precious years off my life.
Ive had enough brushes with it thanks to health issues, Im not particularly afraid, more sad that I will miss out on things.
