Fear of Death
You know how some people are simply afraid to live? I am not afraid of living, I’m afraid of dying. I’m afraid of the actual process of death. You’re here and then one day you just aren’t anymore. Your brain turns off, at least physically, and then you are just gone. It is a scary process. And there is no way to know if there is an afterlife or not. And that absolutely terrifies me. I’ve had a lot of loss in my life, and I miss all my family members that unfortunately passed. There was a point where I was dreaming about them every day. It is traumatic. All I know is it is scary to think one day it’ll be my funeral, god knows who will care to come, and I won’t know what anyone thinks of me or their last words cause I’ll be gone. Death. Is it really a permanent state of being? Or is there something else that comes after? How can you possibly know? Earlier I mentioned people afraid of living. Well sometimes I am afraid I’ll enjoy it too much and then one day I’ll be begging for survival and my thoughts will not be answered.