How often do you think about your death?

Saint_Ann

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Just out of the blue it hit me the other day. Most of the time it's something that you just keep burried- too much other stuff to be worried about. Sick people probably dwell on it. Dying people can't escape it. Young people deny it.

Happy death earworm day. Lol. :)
 
Studies show people start thinking about death
during their 20s, with a peak in death anxiety around this age for both men and women. While death anxiety generally declines with age after this, it may re-peak in women around their early 50s.

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I accepted it a very long time ago. Hasn't bothered me since.
 
I hope the two people above me die a horrible painful death in the next 24 hours. That's all the thought I put into death.
 
I think about it almost daily.

I don't want to die, but I don't want to grow old to the point where I have to rely on other people to do things for me that we tend to take for granted we'll be able to do.
 
I experienced being dead twice. When it happens with finality, I don't fear it.

But with any luck, I should continue to live a very long and healthy lifetime yet.
 
I experienced being dead twice. When it happens with finality, I don't fear it.

But with any luck, I should continue to live a very long and healthy lifetime yet.
Just remember, when you die you can't take your "tasty suck toy" with you, because they don't allow plastic anal plugs in the afterlife.
 
Just remember, when you die you can't take your "tasty suck toy" with you, because they don't allow plastic anal plugs in the afterlife.
You don't take anything with you when you die. Death is non existence.
 
I experienced being dead twice. When it happens with finality, I don't fear it.

But with any luck, I should continue to live a very long and healthy lifetime yet.
It sounds like you have a story. If you would ever like to share I would love to hear it.
 
It sounds like you have a story. If you would ever like to share I would love to hear it.
My two experiences with death aren't remarkable.

My first experience (using the term loosely here) is before I was born. Absolute nothingness where I don't exist.

The second experience was when I was a teen and attempted suicide, and was for all intents and purposes dead until doctors revived me. Another experience of absolote nothingness, that can only be defined afterwards when I realized there was a period of time where I did not exist in any meaningful way.

In both instances, the 'experience' is the lack of one, absolute nothingness.

I actually find that very comforting and a source strength when dealing with life.
 
My two experiences with death aren't remarkable.

My first experience (using the term loosely here) is before I was born. Absolute nothingness where I don't exist.

The second experience was when I was a teen and attempted suicide, and was for all intents and purposes dead until doctors revived me. Another experience of absolote nothingness, that can only be defined afterwards when I realized there was a period of time where I did not exist in any meaningful way.

In both instances, the 'experience' is the lack of one, absolute nothingness.

I actually find that very comforting and a source strength when dealing with life.
I am glad you gleaned great wisdom from your experience and turned it into a positive. Peace and love to you.
 
Already had my brush with death when I was in the hospital a few years ago and people had to fly out to say their goodbyes.
Since then, I dont think about it much.
 
Death is inevitable so I’ve always just accepted it. I don’t think about it every day but I do think about it fairly often when doing reviews of my tax and estate plans, making insurance decisions, when making time-based investments, and every time I get on my motorcycle.
 
Just remember, when you die you can't take your "tasty suck toy" with you, because they don't allow plastic anal plugs in the afterlife.
That's okay. I wanted to get a room at Allah's. They come with a bunch of virgins as standard
 
I used to fear death, *as was mentioned in this thread* in my 20s...
Now I'm almost 52, my kid is an adult, my 3 favorite people before my kid have passed away...

When I die, I'm going to die with no regrets...
Or pies in the fridge.
 
Nah, don't think about it much, because back in the 80s I caddied for the Dalai Lama:

So we finish eighteen and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, “Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.” And he says, “Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.”

So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.

I told this story once:
 
I think about it almost daily.

I don't want to die, but I don't want to grow old to the point where I have to rely on other people to do things for me that we tend to take for granted we'll be able to do.

Dipshit, you do that already by being an indecisive moderate and having others decide who is your president.
 
Hank Williams Sr sang in the 50s "you'll never get out of this world alive".
We all know that's the way it is.
At 73 I've had some close calls with death and survived. I have no regrets about how I lived my life, learn from the mistakes.
I only hope that when I leave this world I leave fat, dumb,and happy, but, also 2 outa 3 ain't bad.

ps. On that day I will have no more worries.
 
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