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ERA, does death frighten you?
- Thread starter MasterYoshi
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Of course, even more then my own death the death of my mom and dad scare me the most. I feel like I spend so much time away from them as an adult that I'm not getting enough time in with them despite the fact they probably have another 30+ years of life.
Absolutely. What you thought of and felt today is exactly how I've been feeling lately.
Even though I have anxiety/depression, I kind of like beng alive. Its really the fear of the last few weeks, days, moments if I go out slow, knowing this is it. The people I've met and the places I've seen will be gone forever. Bummer!
Even though I have anxiety/depression, I kind of like beng alive. Its really the fear of the last few weeks, days, moments if I go out slow, knowing this is it. The people I've met and the places I've seen will be gone forever. Bummer!
This is more me. I don't really care about non-existence or the concept of death or anything like that. Those are mere inevitabilities, that I've accepted and become comfortable with. There's no point in being afraid of the concept itself to me. The how, on the other hand, is a completely different story since there are unfortunately plenty of unpleasant ways to go and none of us have control over that if that's what ends up happening. Of course, in the same vein, if that's what ends up happening, and you end up dying of some terrible form of cancer or whatever, that's what ends up happening and there's not much point in worrying about it now, but still can't help but think about the how a lot despite all of that because I can't help but think I'm not going to be lucky in that particular regard.
I'm more frightened of losing my loved ones permanently than I am my own death. Otherwise I've no reason to fear it. I don't expect some angry, judgemental deity to stare down at me soon after I shuffle off the mortal coil. We all have to croak eventually and come my time, I suspect I won't even be conscious to even be aware or experience nothingness.
But damn, I'm sure on my deathbed my mind will start wandering into weird and bizarre places like: hey, what if after death I become some kind of incorporeal entity, free to wander across the limits of the universe and discovering secrets I would never have been able to as a mortal? That'd be nice. Hopefully that will be what I'll dream about as I peacefully slip away.
But damn, I'm sure on my deathbed my mind will start wandering into weird and bizarre places like: hey, what if after death I become some kind of incorporeal entity, free to wander across the limits of the universe and discovering secrets I would never have been able to as a mortal? That'd be nice. Hopefully that will be what I'll dream about as I peacefully slip away.
I fear it because the fear of non existence, to me that is frightening, I don't want to "not exist" or no longer to have any sense of self or consciousness.
Life seems rather pointless if you simply live a short time, you understand what life is, the act of being alive and the concept of death, but then there's simply nothing afterwards? What's the bloody point of that? That means that every single evil person who did evil things to improve their own selfish lives while screwing over and harming other people get off scott free in the end, and those that try to do the right things, even at their own sacrifices, get the same ending. If you just live a short time and that's "all" there is to your entire existence in any space or time it seems like a cruel joke to me.
Give me any ending but non existence, let this world be but one step on a journey, one from which you had to have "no memory" of the before in order to complete it and when you die you don't simply blink out into nothingness.
Life seems rather pointless if you simply live a short time, you understand what life is, the act of being alive and the concept of death, but then there's simply nothing afterwards? What's the bloody point of that? That means that every single evil person who did evil things to improve their own selfish lives while screwing over and harming other people get off scott free in the end, and those that try to do the right things, even at their own sacrifices, get the same ending. If you just live a short time and that's "all" there is to your entire existence in any space or time it seems like a cruel joke to me.
Give me any ending but non existence, let this world be but one step on a journey, one from which you had to have "no memory" of the before in order to complete it and when you die you don't simply blink out into nothingness.
I dont know how an afterlife would validate your existence. Meaning is completely subjective, it is what you bring to it. Not everyone has to be Charles Dickens and leave indelible marks, but love the people that love you and be decent and you'll live on through the memories of those you leave behind.
We're just like everything else in the universe, matter clinging on for dear life but it's a beautiful chaos.
We're just like everything else in the universe, matter clinging on for dear life but it's a beautiful chaos.
Of course. I and my perceived universe are gone.
It renders everything pointless since no matter what the same result will occur. Nothing.
It renders everything pointless since no matter what the same result will occur. Nothing.
Death itself is nothing to be afraid of- we will all (almost certainly) experience nothing and will be unaware of this. I hate the idea of being dead and the loss of experience that comes with it and will do everything I can to keep that eventuality at bay. But fear of death? Nah.
Yeah this. I'm scared of the pain before death and in what form that pain will be.
Yes. Very, very much. It feels like my heart seizes up when consider my end, part of it stems from confusion over my religious beliefs.
Death doesn't depress me - aging does.
Just knowing that eventually, I will look in a mirror and no longer see the face I once was in old pictures is honestly depressing.
Just knowing that eventually, I will look in a mirror and no longer see the face I once was in old pictures is honestly depressing.
Considering the way the world is going, I am really not afraid of death. Hopefully I won't be much more than 50. That is enough for me.
No.
But I don't think life has a purpose other than what we make it. Nothing really matters except the things we believe matter to us.
When I die, the elements of my body will return to the universe.
I just try to live anyway because that's what I believe is what life is all about. No purpose but to experience life and all the beautiful moments you can experience. The bad moments just give perspective, wisdom, and awareness.
Honestly right now, death would be a relief. I could finally find true peace. No more troubles, no more ecstasy. But complete peace.
With that said, I still have the fear of pain and such as is our instinct and functionality.
But I don't think life has a purpose other than what we make it. Nothing really matters except the things we believe matter to us.
When I die, the elements of my body will return to the universe.
I just try to live anyway because that's what I believe is what life is all about. No purpose but to experience life and all the beautiful moments you can experience. The bad moments just give perspective, wisdom, and awareness.
Honestly right now, death would be a relief. I could finally find true peace. No more troubles, no more ecstasy. But complete peace.
With that said, I still have the fear of pain and such as is our instinct and functionality.
basically this. it's the death of others that gets to me, not my own demise.
I'm not worried about my own death, but instead how those close to me would feel and react to me gone. I think if I didn't have anyone close to me I would of ended it by now.
A good friend of mine committed suicide on Valentine's Day this year and I saw how much it affected so many people. He left behind a wife and two little ones. So, I think of those that would be torn because of my death rather than how I'd feel about my own passing.
A good friend of mine committed suicide on Valentine's Day this year and I saw how much it affected so many people. He left behind a wife and two little ones. So, I think of those that would be torn because of my death rather than how I'd feel about my own passing.
This absolutely, to care for loved ones over yourself means a lot
The only thing that frightens me about death is that I might have to suffer in one way or another before I go. I'd rather die in a horrific car crash which mutilates my body but kills me instantly than slowly dying in pain in a hospital bed.
I kind of want to be dead most of the time but simultaneously am kind of terrified of the how's and when's of it. It's a cowardly contradiction, depression is dumb.
nothing to pass on, no one to pass it on to. so it goes.
I really just hope my organs make it into someone else, really.
But yeah, death terrifies me. It's the main and or only reason I'm still alive.
I don't want to die but I think the older you get the less you care. If you live a fulfilling life you will just reflect and be happy, knowing it was not wasted.
No, not at all, not in the slightest. I've been ready to go and checked out for years.
What frightens me is getting in some horrific accident and then not dying but I wake up in a hospital bed and the doctor is like "great news, its a miracle, you lived!!! but you have only one limb left with a single toe" or worse I'm in one of those fucking comas where you are awake and alert but can't move at all so I'm forced to sit there as a string of dipshit family members incessantly occupy my time monologuing to their prisoner as I'm just inside begging for the end.
What frightens me is getting in some horrific accident and then not dying but I wake up in a hospital bed and the doctor is like "great news, its a miracle, you lived!!! but you have only one limb left with a single toe" or worse I'm in one of those fucking comas where you are awake and alert but can't move at all so I'm forced to sit there as a string of dipshit family members incessantly occupy my time monologuing to their prisoner as I'm just inside begging for the end.
It's what's after death that frightens me. I fear that I'll end up in Hell, if it exists, even though I try to be a good person, and have spent far too many hours worrying about this.
This life isn't really for me, and I feel like I don't fit in and am often miserable. But not knowing what's after this...
This life isn't really for me, and I feel like I don't fit in and am often miserable. But not knowing what's after this...
Nah. I'm not afraid of death. I guess that's the reason why I don't have any fears except seeing my family or wife getting hurt. Get over your fear of death and pretty much every other fear falls by the side. Doesn't mean I want to die or look forward to death though. Too much shit to do and see. When death comes at me, we'll exchange a few words.
This. Almost all people would want to skip past the full spectrum of possible states between full health and death as fast as possible.
That would imply that our reality has been set up by one giant cynical asshole of an entity.
Don't give in to that.
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It didn't until I tried to off myself. I guess it was some primal survival instinct, the fear of non-existence hit me like a truck before I had cut into my wrist too deeply.
Had plenty of time to reflect on it at the hospital and realized that deep down, I was scared of dying even though I had wanted to so badly. Though, at the time, that realization made me feel like a coward and a failure.
Had plenty of time to reflect on it at the hospital and realized that deep down, I was scared of dying even though I had wanted to so badly. Though, at the time, that realization made me feel like a coward and a failure.
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I know it is extremely selfish to say this, but while I do care about losing the people around me, I don't really feel anything towards death coming to me, as long as it's not in some horrible way of course.. but yeah, no regrets or anything like that.
Like patrice o neal said, i want to keep on living to see cool shit. So for me the answer is yes