Ever since I can remember, I have felt absolutely terrified of death. Even way back when when I was a Christian just the thought of it would creep me out. How it used to happen, was every couple months, one day someone would mention something relating to death to me during the day, and I would shake it off at first but during the night I would think about death and feel awful. When it happens, it's like all the happiness is being sucked from me, and being replaced with fear, that makes me feel like I'll never be happy again. I get so scared sometimes my hands start shaking, and I'm sweating like no other. But the next day I'd be perfectly fine, I'd look back at the night before as if I were a totally different person, and maybe that night it would happen again, but after that it would be gone, for the next couple of months and then would happen again just like before. But this time its been happening to me I just can't seem to shake it off. It's the first time I've really realized that someday I'm going to die, and that could be the end of it all. That thought occurred to me during the night, and after hours of fighting off the shaking and tears I finally fell asleep. But then, the next morning I thought of it again, and completely fucked up my entire day because I just couldn't get rid of that thought. And the next day, and the next, and it's been just draining the energy from me, when I'm at work I can't focus because I can't help but think, what's the point of it all if it all ends in death? Same for at home, I try hanging out with my friends but I'm just so stricken with this fear and sadness that I have trouble being happy and just enjoying spending time with them. My question over all of this is, what is this that I'm feeling? Depression, or anxiety, maybe? Or is all this natural? If so, how did you deal with it? Please help me a2a, I know I've been relying on you guys too much lately for my problems, but I really don't know how long I can go on like this :\
I agree with Helms. And stay away from horror movies like the Japanese "Imprint" banned in USA.
if it was banned in the usa it must be a ...i dk the word. bloody / scary ?.. movie. i mean for it to be banned... wow
hummm death. i'm not scared of it... and that scares my mom.
i think.. and this is my own thinking about death. ..is why some are scared is maybe cuz it's unknown and uncontolable. like you don't know when it will happen or how.fear maybe.. or anxity. i dk.. i don't think i'm helping any.Quote:what is this that I'm feeling?
This is wut I believe about death.. No matter if it’s a accident, or old age or disease or even suicide. I think that when it’s ur time to die u will die. I hunger for death but crosses arms I’m not fucking dead.
People can argue with me all they want but …….. It’s the only reason I have to why I’m still alive. And cuz of personal experiences this is wut I think.
A while ago my friend's mom died of breast cancer. I was sad but hey, we all have our time.
But that was months after I spent hours at night fretting.
What happens after death? Do we simply cease to exsist? Do we remain conscious but unable to move? Do we go to some other place?
Then I decided. It was doubtful the universe, God or whatever/whoever set the rules would make death torturous. If they were going to do that then why not just make life into the true meaning of hell?
Okay, my ideas are strange, I know.
I believe when you die you become a ghost and travel around for as long as you like, watching your family.
When you've had enough you find a pregnant woman who seems kind and good and become her child, relenquishing all memories of past lives until you die.
However if you've been bad you don't get a choice. Instead, you get thrown at a random family who may or may not care for you in punishment.
After working this through and giving myself faith in it I no longer fret about it.
All that upsets me now is one day losing my mom and never getting a hug from her again.
Proud to masterbate!
as of now, what is important is to face your fears. and the only way is to accept it. give up, and know that every living thing dies. as of now you are dying, as everyone.
the only one that can help you is you. your choice. take the first step....
um, who are you, again?
It is hardest to deal with things that you have no control over. Death is like the weather, there isn't anything you can do about it. And worry is like a rocking chair, you can do it all day long and it gets you nowhere.
I think everyone has their thing that "freaks" them out from time to time. Grades or a test that keeps you awake all night, or a fear that your not gonna see someone, or maybe a fear of dealing with someone about an unpleasant matter.
When these episodes hit, just remind yourself as best you can, that your not dead yet, and neither is anyone else that is still here. Enjoy every day, and love like there is no tomorrow.
"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind." -- Theodor Seuss Geisel <br /><br />
I can understand why you're afraid of death. The unknown is a scary thing.
But think about this: Why worry about death? When it comes, you won't be able to stop it. You probably won't know it's coming, either. So there's really no point in worrying about it, right?
Start worrying about life, not death. Hope that helps.