Soldato
I'm 60, a year "free" from 8 years of watching my Mum disappear under 8 years of cruel dementia. And I think about not dying every day. Death isn't the worst thing that can happen to us... though the process of dying can be.
I think about it every so often but can't really wrap my head around the finality of it all. I'm not afraid of it per se, it's going to happen and in many ways the certainty that it is going to happen is a comfort. I won't be sad since I wont 'be' and life will go on without me just fine. I just struggle with the concept of forever. Personally I don't believe in an afterlife or heaven or whatever, but who knows, maybe I'll be pleasantly surprised... Until then I try to enjoy the here and now.
/Salsa
I've come to terms with no longer being, but it's the process of dying that sometimes wakes me up at 4am with existential dread.
How often do you think about it? I'm 38 and think about it every other day I would say, worry about how it will happen, how you are just gone forever, and how i wont be here to help my kids if they need me.
I'm not going deep into this thread.
Yes, my dad is nearly 77 and lives alone (my mum died over 30 years ago). I have the horrible fear of him dying suddenly and then only finding out by not being able to get in contact and then going to his house and finding him there. Or maybe someone getting in contact with me to say they haven't seen/heard from him as expected.Not my own death but I'm definitely starting to think about my parents more often now they're in their mid 60s and I'd like my daughter to get as much time as possible with them.