To the Pain.
Princess Bride Fans will know what I'm talking about.
Theist or Atheist, Death is the end of your worldly time. If you're Theist, different plan of reasoning. If you're Atheist, Oblivion.
Mainly the point is this... You're not around any more. It's not that you don't care, it's that you can't care. Whether you were sad at your last moments, happy, hungry, angry, humming a tune... That's done. it's done forever. How you feel now can't compare to how you feel later because you will not have the capacity to even recognize feeling, let alone actually exist.
Back to my first thought, there's something about victimhood.
All of my non-black friends are hyping up these police shootings to impossible levels. Any time I see a cop, I wonder if this is it. Will I get off with a beating, or a shot to the head. Because I happened to be born a certain way and police ideals of what people of that persuasion are like, I have a target over my head at all times. I never allow myself to lose my control, I never relax when I'm outside, I make sure I never get even near a person if I can help it. Because I know one finger pointed to me and someone yelling "HE DID IT" is all it will take for my life as a free and somewhat healthy man to end.
Living in constant fear is stressful. That's where I'm getting at. Yes, I can take more guff than most people, but not by choice. I can suffer the slings and arrows. But I'm forced to in order to continue a semi-messed up life because of stereotypes. Never what I did. Just stereotypes.
So I get those who are raped who live in fear. People here talk about getting stronger from it. We're not built the same. Maybe you can totally get stronger from it. I commend you. Not everyone can. Just not every black man lives in fear of what will happen to them as cops pull behind them, not everyone will handle stress exactly as you think they should.
Death? There's nothing to handle. There's no more you to care. Anything that's a traumatic event that you can walk away from, there is the possibility of living with the ramifications from it for years on end. A living death, as you're not really living, you're just going through the motions. and that's tragic.