DEATH
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well all... I can remember being 22 and facing my own mortality at that time. It definitely sent me over the edge! I'll tell you, Jeanie, I think you're absolutely right that we fear death because we fear the unknown. I've learned to not be afraid anymore and I'll tell you why.
Watching a couple of people die, actually. I won't go into details...but there is NO WAY that one of them had someone come and pick her up before she died, and the other one was talking to someone before she passed... I'm telling you. It gave me faith that there is something else out there, and someone will be coming to get me when it's my time.
I know that might sound far-out to people, but I really do believe it. I believe there is a heaven, and that we meet up with the people we've loved and lost once we get there... I am not a religious person, but those two seperate experiences made me a spiritual one...
Watching a couple of people die, actually. I won't go into details...but there is NO WAY that one of them had someone come and pick her up before she died, and the other one was talking to someone before she passed... I'm telling you. It gave me faith that there is something else out there, and someone will be coming to get me when it's my time.
I know that might sound far-out to people, but I really do believe it. I believe there is a heaven, and that we meet up with the people we've loved and lost once we get there... I am not a religious person, but those two seperate experiences made me a spiritual one...
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It's so strange. When my health anxiety was at its worst, it wasn't even death I was really afraid of, it was being sick. It was stigmas attached to being sick. I can't say if I ever really feared the actual death. It was the getting to the death that frightened me the most.
But then I think, when I was going through my breakdown, i was afraid to leave the house because I was pretty convinced I was going to get hit by a bus, or something. So was it death I was afraid of? I dont' even know, anymore.
Forgive me, but since it's been so long, I can finally look back and try to figure out what was wrong with me back then. I don't want history to repeat itself, that's for sure... I can remember reading my journal from that time in my life and feeling so sorry for the girl who was writing it...
sorry for the ramble. Couldn't stop...
But then I think, when I was going through my breakdown, i was afraid to leave the house because I was pretty convinced I was going to get hit by a bus, or something. So was it death I was afraid of? I dont' even know, anymore.
Forgive me, but since it's been so long, I can finally look back and try to figure out what was wrong with me back then. I don't want history to repeat itself, that's for sure... I can remember reading my journal from that time in my life and feeling so sorry for the girl who was writing it...
sorry for the ramble. Couldn't stop...
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