Hi,
Sorry if this is a strange post. I’m 15, and In the past few months I’ve been thinking a lot about death & how one day I’ll die no matter what. I know im still very very young, but I feel like I’ve wasted so much valuable time. I’ve been very depressed since I was about 6 years old and I spent years doing nothing because I was too depressed to do anything else. I know my life hasn’t even begun yet, but It really freaks me out.
I’m not particularly afraid of death, I’m afraid of being aware that im dying, if that makes sense. Id be more at ease if I knew I’d die quickly, or in my sleep.
This is probably a strange question, and I know it’s something that nobody really has an answer to. But it’d be interesting to hear your guys’ perspective on it. Thank you in advance 🙂
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You won’t remember your death, so nothing to stew on or reflect on.
I’ve experienced that when I was your age too. So, yes many people are in the same boat. It gives me comfort to understand that our atoms have come together in this amazing way to give us life and when it’s over they become redistributed again into the universe to commingle with other atoms to create something entirely different. The universe is infinite and I am of the universe, so I am too. As are all of us. Dwelling on scenarios of things you can’t control or know is folly. Give flowers to the living. Including yourself! It’s the most important lesson I’ve learned in my fifty years.
Your still so young; it saddens me to think you’re thinking about death. You mentioned depression- please get the therapy help you need.
Part of accepting death is, unfortunately, getting used to it. I’ve lost both my parents, and outlived all my friends. I’ve survived cancer. My kids are grown, and I’d love to be around a long time to see my grandchildren grow up, but I also know that we’ve prepared my children to be good parents. I’m no longer needed. Last year, it looked like my cancer had returned, but fortunately it did not. But I told my wife that if it did, I wouldn’t undergo treatment. I’ve lived a good life. My wife got pissed. She said “ I still need you and those grandkids need to see what a good, loving and stable man looks like. “ It changed my pov.
But when my time comes, I’m ready. The only advice I could offer is to live your life in a way that you’ll be proud of who you were, and how you’ve treated others.
Pretty sure it’s not optional.