I will admit that I fear death. I will panic and hyperventilate if I think about it too much.
It's just another fact of life that I don't want to accept. I want to live forever, with a body that isn't old and broken. Death means you become nothing. You aren't there anymore. There is nothing after that. That scares me. There's always the assumption that if someone were to be immortal, they would go insane. I'd rather be batshit fucking crazy than dead. Atleast going insane will be an interesting experience.
I suppose I'll get over it eventually, but I will freakout if I think about it too much. I'm a little jumpy even as I type this post.
It's just another fact of life that I don't want to accept. I want to live forever, with a body that isn't old and broken. Death means you become nothing. You aren't there anymore. There is nothing after that. That scares me. There's always the assumption that if someone were to be immortal, they would go insane. I'd rather be batshit fucking crazy than dead. Atleast going insane will be an interesting experience.
I suppose I'll get over it eventually, but I will freakout if I think about it too much. I'm a little jumpy even as I type this post.