Do you ever think about death?

Constantly, most nights i think about it and go in a panic saying to myself omg im gona die im gona die, lasts a few mins then try hard to forget then back in bed.
 
I wouldn't be scared as much if I didn't have kids, but its only the thought of leaving my kids behind without a dad that scares me the most :(

My thoughts exactly. It doesn't really bother me or frighten me - from a pain/end of life perspective for me personally..... but the sorrow it would cause my kids would be what would annoy me most - and the fact I wouldn't be able to protect them any more....or teach them all the things my father taught me.

And it's only now at my age - that i'm eally starting to worry about things like my own parents getting older... or what would happen if something happened to my kids etc etc......and as you get older - you think more and more about it as your folks get older and slower.

10 years ago - I would have thought about it once a month - if only for a second and it would annoy me a little bit. Now it's once a day and it makes me pretty sad rather than scared.

Then I catch myself on - and try and push it to the back of my mind.
 
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well, its wierd, i kinda got used to it. About 2 1/2 years ago i was diagnosed with hodkins Lymphoma (cancer of the lymph nodes), now that was an eye opener on how much we take life for granted. I was scared at first but as you are going through treatment (chemo) you kinda get used to the idea that none of it may work and you may not be here next week.

Anyway, 15 months ago after 12 months of treatment i got the all clear, now i just get regular (3 month checks as in remission) checkups. Still feel the same tho 15 months clear and im just living each day as it comes, u never know whats around the next corner.

Guess what im saying is, dont be scared, its gonna happen to us all one day, and there is nothing we can do to stop it. Just live life to the fullest and enjoy all the experiences you can :)
 
I have anxiety attacks about this quite frequently. It starts with something prompting me to think about the future and then I just bolt, panic and freak out for anywhere between 10 seconds and an hour, feeling nauseous and panicky with a racing heart.

I know it's inevitable, but it's just not a nice inevitability. :(
 
After having a bad year last year and currently recovering from depression, I can say that being in a state of mind where you think about your own mortality nearly every day is a strange and scarey place to be. I for one was too highly strung, too serious about things.

So I decided to have a little fun with it after I started to get well, I bought a grim reaper to sit on my desk and now I just laugh at how stupid it all was and accept the fact I have to live for toady and worry about tomorrow when it get's here what ever it holds.

Oh I also bought a t-shirt that said something like 'I've used up all my sick days so next time I'm calling in dead!'

Lesson learned - Life's too short!!
 
I think everyone who has lost a friend or relative has thought in a more serious way about death.

Not really worried about it, just don't want to go painfully or too soon, got too many things that I'd like to do first!
 
I used to a lot or think of ways I could end up dying for slightly risky things I'm doing. Still do but not as much, citalopram helps with that funilly.

Funny someone said that if you're afraid of dying you aren't living your life right, well when I was pretty unhappy I couldn't care less whether I died or not even when I was in a nasty car crash I just remember wondering whether this was it or not. But now I'm happy I don't want to stop or lose what I have, seems to make more sense that way to me.

In my mind death is just not existing anymore, a bit like when you're asleep but not dreaming, you have no recollection of it or even existing, periods of time you can't remember, such as before you were born for example! Or just being really quite hammered.
 
I used to a lot or think of ways I could end up dying for slightly risky things I'm doing. Still do but not as much, citalopram helps with that funilly.

In my mind death is [...] a bit like [..] being really quite hammered.
^^^ Hahahah! Best answer!

As for the fear of death doing risky things - I do get a definite oh-my-god-it'd-hurt-now-if-I-fell-off minor panic when hurtling fast down a hill on my bike - but I think that's just an adrenalin surge which I should channel into "woo-yeah!" instead of "ooh-eck!"
 
I deal with Death every day so a lot of the time I have no choice, as for my own Mortality, not really...
 
Nope, not even when I'm kicking indoors and entering an inferno. No thoughts on death, only on saving life.

i think about it a lot since my dad died
and it wasnt until last week i realised i never asked my dad was he scared of dieing. he wouldnt of told me either way but was a bit upset that i never asked him, and now i cant
 
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