I just lost two close relatives who were also friends today. We grew up as kids and they were about a year or two older than me. I’ve always been aware of death and accept it but when stuff like this happens, it’s a really strong reminder of how we’re all moving along in the line towards the end.
I used to be scared of death until I got tired of life. I wouldn’t want to kill myself, but when I do die, I’ll be glad the suffering is over.
Not to sound edgy, but other than suffering in the process of dying, I’m pretty cool with my upcoming death
I really appreciate this new-to-me quote ascribed to Frida Kahlo: I hope the exit is joyful and I hope never to return
You say that now but hopefully you will finally find happiness in life. The problem is shortly after you decide you want to live you will start dying.