Do you guys ever sit down and realize that one day, you won’t be alive anymore? That all these thoughts, feelings, physical pain, everything about your very being will be gone? Doesn’t that scare you?
I seriously think about this so much
It actually sort of comforts me. it helps me remember that even though my problems suck, life around me goes on; it ends, people die, people are born. To know that all the physical, emotional, traumatic pain in the world ends with its owner, is sort of comforting. I remember that nothing is permanent, nothing is forever. We get our hearts broken a thousand times, our dreams crushed, trust gets shattered, but in the end… “At the end of the game, the king and the pawn go into the same box.”
We’re all equal in death. And honestly, I think death is unknown, which is why we fear it.
You can be scared of death, or you can view it as another adventure, a new sensation, that you will only experience once. And then who knows?