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It occasionally pops up in my thoughts and the prospect can sometimes seem overwhelming.

I've been thinking about it a lot lately and it's kind of giving me mini-panic attacks.
 
Every day, if I have to say honestly... And I get panic attacks too, more and more every day.

My life is so hard... This loneliness, it's really killing me soon. :(

 
To some, death becomes a blessing. Like someone with cancer or who is in constant pain. I'm certain that those who are blind wouldn't mind checking out from time to time.
 
LoneKiller said:
To some, death becomes a blessing. Like someone with cancer or who is in constant pain. I'm certain that those who are blind wouldn't mind checking out from time to time.


That's a good point, but many blind people live an excellent quality of life, although the prospect of becoming blind terrifies me.
 
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

In some ways I'm not too fearful of the actual event, I'm more scared of not doing what I want to do in my life before it happens - so terminal illnesses and the like frighten me, as does the prospect of a sudden, instant death. I'd hate to die before I ever have a relationship with someone, ever hold down a job, go travelling, things like that.

I think death is a natural part of things and shouldn't actually be feared itself.

Something I find interesting is that as we decay our atoms obviously become parts of other things. In this way we sort of live on, so even if there is not a conventional afterlife (something I don't think it's possible to speculate on), I can't help but wonder if I'll ever be part of something else, even another consciousness, after it happens. For that reason we are sort of immortal, even if it's not neccessarily the same form.

Oddly enough, I'd like me to kind of know when my time comes. I hope I have time to savour my last breaths and thoughts, rather than it happening without my awareness - though of course I also hope it's not painful!

Sometimes it strikes me that at the end of my life, I will cease to think, and that's the thought that scares me. For obvious reasons, the idea that I will cease to have a conscious opinion about anything or even be able to ponder the nature of beginnings and endings is perhaps one of the oddest and most alarming to get to grips with.

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p

Either that or I will get to the "place after" and find that whatever higher being is in control has decided to reanimate me complete with that sodding noise all the time. That's probably what'll happen.

This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:

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LoneKiller said:
To some, death becomes a blessing. Like someone with cancer or who is in constant pain. I'm certain that those who are blind wouldn't mind checking out from time to time.
I disagree!
 
Liley said:
LoneKiller said:
To some, death becomes a blessing. Like someone with cancer or who is in constant pain. I'm certain that those who are blind wouldn't mind checking out from time to time.
I disagree!
Just out of curiosity, why do you disagree? I'm interested in what you have to say on the subject. If you want.:)

 
I think about it every day, and sometimes it's the only thought that can soothe me :) I don't regard it as something scary as terrible, I'm just GLAD that I have the knowledge that I will die someday. That all of this will come to an end one way or another. The only thing I fear in a way, is suffering on my way to the end of my life. But that doesn't make one lick of sense, as my body hurts or malfunctions nearly every day, and I've gotten used to that too. Heck, I could probably even get used to having cancer, knowing myself.
So in short: I would welcome death just as much as I would welcome a good life. Just too bad neither of them is showing up :D
 
Death is reserved only for the old. The young have hope and they have time to fix their problems.

Me, good thing I understood what was wrong with me early. I still got a few years of my "prime time youth". And I intend on enjoying those. So yes, I think about death and how lucky I am to be far away from it.
 
It's cliché, but I'm a lot more afraid of the death of others I know. When I die, I won't care about being dead anyway.
And yes, I think about it a lot.
 
Ak5 said:
Death is reserved only for the old. The young have hope and they have time to fix their problems.

Me, good thing I understood what was wrong with me early. I still got a few years of my "prime time youth". And I intend on enjoying those. So yes, I think about death and how lucky I am to be far away from it.

I wouldn't count on that. The Reaper is a heartless prick who sneaks up sometimes when we least expect it.

TheSolitaryMan said:
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p

...

This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:

Tinnitis is a bitch, isn't it? Great song!

Death pisses me off. I think of it all the time and I realize I have not really accomplished ****. And I don't know everything yet. I want to know everything! And I want to be around when my kids are old. I won't be. I have ten or twenty years, give or take, not much at all. Some days I wish I had no days because I'm damn tired of the way the world is. I hang on to some of the things that Buddha taught to keep one foot moving in front of the other. He pointed out that everything is impermanent. Nothing lasts. It is the natural process of the universe. He's right. I work hard to accept it but it still sucks.

TheSolitaryMan said:
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p

...

This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:...

Tinnitis is a bitch, isn't it? Great song!

Death pisses me off. I think of it all the time and I realize I have not really accomplished ****. And I don't know everything yet. I want to know everything! And I want to be around when my kids are old. I won't be. I have ten or twenty years, give or take, not much at all. Some days I wish I had no days because I'm damn tired of the way the world is. I hang on to some of the things that Buddha taught to keep one foot moving in front of the other. He pointed out that everything is impermanent. Nothing lasts. It is the natural process of the universe. He's right. I work hard to accept it but it still sucks.
 
TheSolitaryMan said:
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p

...

This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:

[video=youtube]


Tinnitis is a bitch, isn't it? Great song!

Death pisses me off. I think of it all the time and I realize I have not really accomplished ****. And I don't know everything yet. I want to know everything! And I want to be around when my kids are old. I won't be. I have ten or twenty years, give or take, not much at all. Some days I wish I had no days because I'm damn tired of the way the world is. I hang on to some of the things that Buddha taught to keep one foot moving in front of the other. He pointed out that everything is impermanent. Nothing lasts. It is the natural process of the universe. He's right. I work hard to accept it but it still sucks.
 
TheSolitaryMan said:
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p



This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:

TheSolitaryMan said:
Occasionally I think about it, usually at night right before I go to sleep :rolleyes:

On the most bleakly positive side imaginable, I can at least be happy that this f***ing tinnitus I always have will stop ringing when it happens! :p

...

This happens to be one of my favourite songs, and it's appropriate:

Tinnitis is a bitch, isn't it? Great song!

Death pisses me off. I think of it all the time and I realize I have not really accomplished ****. And I don't know everything yet. I want to know everything! And I want to be around when my kids are old. I won't be. I have ten or twenty years, give or take, not much at all. Some days I wish I had no days because I'm damn tired of the way the world is. I hang on to some of the things that Buddha taught to keep one foot moving in front of the other. He pointed out that everything is impermanent. Nothing lasts. It is the natural process of the universe. He's right. I work hard to accept it but it still sucks.
 
My own death I don't fear, though I worry I'd do it wrong. Not that I'll kill myself but that in the moment of death I won't know what to do. Though of course you do nothing, you just die. Its hard to explain.

I do dream about being killed a lot.

I used to be worried about being buried alive but after I saw Kill Bill Vol II that's sorted!

I'm petrified of my parents dying. My mum especially. I panic about it so much.
 
Very rarely and normally in an abstract manner. Whenever faced with a potentially lethal situation I think of death as a foreseeable option or the next step and fear being maimed or disabled more than actually dying.

I only think about my death when I'm severely depressed.

One year I lost three close relatives and was fine, my family wasn't. I'm horrible at consoling others... :club:
 
FunkyBuddha said:
Very rarely and normally in an abstract manner. Whenever faced with a potentially lethal situation I think of death as a foreseeable option or the next step and fear being maimed or disabled more than actually dying.

I only think about my death when I'm severely depressed.

One year I lost three close relatives and was fine, my family wasn't. I'm horrible at consoling others... :club:

Something I wrote in my previous post pissed off the sensors. I have no idea what. Anyway...

Buddha said everything is impermanent. I try to get that into my head. When my dad died in '98 I got drunk for a week. He went quick and unexpectedly. Ten years later I took care of my mom for her last few weeks. Never left her side. She had cancer and I could say goodby easier then.

Is there any way to console a person who lost someone they cared about? I think just being with them is best, keep them from feeling entirely alone.
 
tedgresham said:
Something I wrote in my previous post pissed off the sensors. I have no idea what. Anyway...

Buddha said everything is impermanent. I try to get that into my head. When my dad died in '98 I got drunk for a week. He went quick and unexpectedly. Ten years later I took care of my mom for her last few weeks. Never left her side. She had cancer and I could say goodby easier then.



What you've shared about your father dying versus your mother says a lot about us as humans. We like to know what's coming so we can prepare for it, it still hurts but we tend to be ready. You can probably trace that to a fear of the unknown and what not.

My chosen philosophy is eclectic. I do draw a lot from Buddhism. I enjoy the Buddhist view towards life and the living. I'm a bit of an Objectivist Buddhist if I had to label it :p and it's not easy.



tedgresham said:
Is there any way to console a person who lost someone they cared about? I think just being with them is best, keep them from feeling entirely alone.

I agree that being there is far more important than anything, but when I'm there I feel like an arm-less chainsaw juggler. Dealing with emotions just is not my thing. I do try though, I know what it means to other to have support.
 

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