Post # 1
This is probably the dumbest and most embarrassing thing I’ve posted lol but I can’t sleep! Someone shared a reddit thread on Facebook talking about “what it feels like to die”. I was curious/somewhat fascinated and regretfully read it before bed and it scared the shit out of me and I can’t sleep now lol. It’s like for the first time I’m REALLY realizing “holy shit I’m gonna die someday”…I can’t explain the feeling.
Does it freak anyone else to think about this? Just the thought of a permanent end and ceasing to exist creeps me out so bad. Also the fear of the unknown (what does it feel like? Is there an afterlife or are we just nothing after?)
Sorry for the dumb random post but I can’t sleep now I’m on the verge of a panic attack just thinking about it 🙁 eek..bees distract me with something! *happy thoughts*
Post # 3
I’m absolutely terrified of dying. I guess I’m not afraid of what happens after I die, but rather the process of dying and how it would affect my loved ones.
It really brings me down to think about FI and my family having to deal with it. I never imagine myself dying at an old age.. whenever I think about it, I see myself as dying like right now and that would really suck. Maybe when I get older my perspective will change. Idk.
Distraction: I just ordered our wedding invitations and I just have to tell someone about it! I’m way too amped up about pieces of paper but I don’t care =)
Post # 4
I worked in Hospice care for 13 years- so I have literally seen thousands of deaths. I will tell you honestly that some were harder than others, due to the terminal illness, patient wishes, family dynamics. But there is such a thing as a “good” death- where the patient receives good care, good medicine and is surrounded by loved ones. My personal philosophy is that we are all going to die- we should do it well. This includes knowing when further treatment ill advised, having a living will/advanced directives drawn up, making sure your family knows your wishes. As for what happens after we die- I don’t know for sure. But our days on Earth are numbered and precious- so don’t waste them!
Post # 5
danibelle: Hahaha ahh yay for invitations! What planning a wedding will do to you, it’s the little things 🙂
Also I agree–part of what scares me is wondering will I ever see my family, fiance, daughter, friends againg?? I wish I wasn’t such am overthinker 😛
Post # 7
kortizi0: There are worse things in life than dying. Believe me.
Post # 9
- Wedding: December 2014 - Catal Restaurant
When I was like 13 I had an epiphany in the grocery store that one day I was going to die. It was the first time I really thought about it and it scared the hell out of me. My fiance and I were talking about what we think comes after death and instead of being scared I became incredibly sad. I like to think that we are all re-born again just because I dont want this to be the end. But, if we are re-born then we forget our past life. The thought of existing without my daughter and not remembering her saddened me so much that I cried for like 10 minutes. Ughhhhhhhhh
Post # 10
- Wedding: August 2008 - Toronto, ON
I lost my mom to lung cancer in January of this year and I would say before her passing I never thought about death too much but now I think about it every single day. I wish I could be that carefree person that just enjoys life and doesn’t dwell on death, hopefully in time I will be back to my normal self again, we only live once after all and so we should make the most of our time here on earth. This is a very morbid topic but it is good to hear others have the same fears, thoughts as me, it is reasurring.
Post # 11
Sometimes I lay awake at night thinking about it too. Once my mind starts on it, there’s no going back. It’s just so.. Final I guess. And I dont like unanswered questions. Plus the thought of everything I am just being.. Gone… I’m like.. Wait. Where do I go? Do I just stop. Like. Finito done everything your mind has ever though, all my memories and everything just friggin disappears? How can that even BE?!?
And that opens the flood gates. I can’t stop until I convince myself that I will just come back as a ghost and watch over my loved ones. For some reason my mind can grasp that better than just being dead.
I try not to dwell on it too hard most of the time. It is what it is, we can’t know the answers to this one. Might as well take the time we have and do what we can with it. There’s no turning back now anyways!
Post # 12
It scares the shit out of me on a daily basis. Bad enough that I get anxiety attacks sometimes. Glad to know im not alone lying awake at night thinking about it.
Post # 13
I’m basically terrified of dying, and thoughts about it randomly creep in my head and I have panic attacks. Its not fun.
I’m not really afraid of the dying itself it’s not knowing what’s after.
Also when I get these overwhelming feelings like I’m going to die someday and I can’t distract myself from it, someone I know dies…So that scares me too
Post # 14
I experience fear of dying to the point where I actually received a psychologists care for it when I was a teenager, though it didn’t help. I had a period of 6 months where I was basically in a constant state of panic, crying etc for the entire 6 months over the issue. Now it comes and goes but I’d say there wouldn’t be a day where I don’t have that ‘panic attack’ feeling over it. It tends to come back more when I’m feeling lonely or not doing too much (obviously) though it is triggered at the most unexpected other random times!<br /><br />I find that the best way to get rid of it is to 1) turn the light on if its dark, 2) eat or drink something 3) turn on a TV show if I’m alone at night when it most commonly happens or find anyway to get out of the house and engage in something 4) get damn good at denial if all else fails. If you feel like it is significantly impacting on your life, like mine was at some points, visit your GP. You may be able to get onto some anxiety treatments, including medication if you just can’t shake it and you’re having panic attacks a lot.
Post # 15
Eventually? No. Soon? A little.
I will die eventually, and I accept that, but I’m not ready to go yet.
Post # 16
Being in a high risk pregnancy, I think about it fairly often.
Let me start by saying, I have no fear at all of dying. I’m not afraid of pain associated, nor the process. I do not worry about my husband, friends, or mom. They’ll get through it.
I worry that I’ll never see my new baby or that I’d take the baby with me. I worry only who will raise my babies, my almost 6 month old and the new baby and if they will have a mother who will love them at least half as much as I do, because if a woman would love them that much, they’d still have more love than any child I know.
No matter what I just want them to have the best care and most loving family, even if I won’t be a part of it in a physical way anymore.
I will most likely develop pre-eclampsia and being a former neuro nurse, I know what the possibilities are and I’m not afraid to face them. I’m much more afraid of becoming a vegetable and my hus and not letting me go.