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sochokeonthis
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- Sep 1, 2018
- 18
Death. It's the obvious fix to an empty, meaningless life, but here's the thing.
Not existed freaks me the fuck out.
And it's not dying (entirely), it's the after. I just can't wrap my head around the idea of not existing anymore. After I die I won't be able to think. My consciousness will be gone and it's never coming back. I'll just be done. I won't be me, I won't be anyone. I won't exist now and I'll never exist again. And the world will just go on without me.
It's an overwhelming concept.
I'm sure the majority of you can't relate to my death anxiety but it's whatever I guess.
Not existed freaks me the fuck out.
And it's not dying (entirely), it's the after. I just can't wrap my head around the idea of not existing anymore. After I die I won't be able to think. My consciousness will be gone and it's never coming back. I'll just be done. I won't be me, I won't be anyone. I won't exist now and I'll never exist again. And the world will just go on without me.
It's an overwhelming concept.
I'm sure the majority of you can't relate to my death anxiety but it's whatever I guess.