What could come after scares me shitless.

[Abort!]

Fear of the unknown.

Even when I can logically assess that death is an inevitable process, and that nothing I do here likely matters nor changes the outcome of whatever post-death state persists, I still cannot shake the feeling that something even worse may very well await me on the other side of that door.

What if I am reborn as an even worse life form on an even worse planet for example? I can run what-ifs all day long on the probability of these outcomes. I'm probably just projecting my fears into the void at this point, but why would reincarnation be an exception from the cruelty reality produces?

I've always had shit luck to begin with, so I'm not terribly keen on putting it above reality to not put me through an even worse form of suffering. Even if I know I'm rather insignificant in reality, why would reality be inclined to show me any mercy? How do you overcome that fear? I'm well aware that nobody truly knows what happens afterwards of course. Reincarnation is just one interpretation, but it's one that feels the most systematically probalistic to me.

I'm almost at the point where the risk-reward ratio makes the risk worthwhile. This place really feels like a prison planet. And yet I cannot shake the fear that knowing my death is imminent produces. Some days, my survival instinct is worse than on others. Some days I simply don't care. Regardless, I truly hope I can gain the courage to leave with my method soon.

Sometimes I'll reorient myself and become consciously aware I'm experiencing reality from a first person perspective and it gives me existential vertigo. It trips me out. Life is a glitch. It seems we are impossible anomalies. How does one come to terms with any of this shit? I just want to cry at this point.

 

[Untoten_]

As someone who has coded 3-4 times in one night, I can tell you.

I sat there in hospital after taking 102 citalopram and around 20 Propranolol, waking up with my shirt cut open and every single kind of sticky pad on my chest, surrounded by doctors.

But in that moment was the most peaceful I had ever been, It was night time and I was in a treeline, ahead of me a fireplace/bonfire in a large open clearing. Sounded like a party was happening, music, drinks, laughter (bare in mind I didn't know what was going on or what I had just attempted) there was nobody there at all, I could hear it but couldn't see anyone, but something told me NOT to sit down, so I didn't and that was when I woke up.

Everyone's deaths are different, I didn't know what was after either, but I still took the leap of faith and trusted myself that it was the right thing to do.

If you REALLY feel like there's no other way, then it's up to you entirely.

 

[Caribbean Sky]

Fear of the unknown.

Even when I can logically assess that death is inevitable process and that nothing I do here likely matters nor changes the outcome of whatever post-death state persists, I cannot shake the feeling that something even worse very well may await me on the other side of that door.

What if I am reborn as an even worse life form, or on an even worse planet for example? I can run what-ifs all day long on the probability of these outcomes. I know I'm probably just projecting my fears into the void at this point, but why would reincarnation be an exception from cruelty?

I've always had shit luck to begin with, so I'm not keen on putting it above reality to put me through an even worse form of suffering. Even if I know I'm rather insignificant in reality, why would reality be inclined to show me any mercy? How do you overcome that fear? Nobody knows exactly what happens of course. Reincarnation is just one interpretation, but it's one that feels the most probalistic to me.

I'm almost at the point where the risk-reward ratio makes the risk worthwhile.

This place really is a prison planet. I still cannot shake the fear that knowing my death is imminent produces. Some days, survival instincts are worse than others. Some days I simply don't care. Regardless, I truly hope I can gain the courage to leave with my method soon.

Sometimes, I'll reorient myself and become consciously aware I'm experiencing reality from a first person perspective and it gives me existential vertigo. Life is a glitch. It seems we are anomalies. How does one come to terms with any of this shit? I just want to cry at this point.

I believe in God.
only recently have I felt fear and a doubt, though I think that's because I'm slowly losing my mind due to illness.

death is peaceful, I think it can't be comprehended because it's beyond us. and when something you can't be comprehended, it's pretty scary.
People who are about to die have described peace.
And if you believe in God, you may believe in heaven or multiple lives
There are several things about death that seem to be comforts, almost as if to reassure us that our uncertainty doesn't mean or imply something awful or nonexistent.

Life is beautiful. I don't think it ends. I don't really know how to describe my perspective on it, so this may not be helpful, sorry. But I hope something i've said helps

 

[Chabrychek]

I believe in God.
only recently have I felt fear and a doubt, though I think that's because I'm slowly losing my mind due to illness.

death is peaceful, I think it can't be comprehended because it's beyond us. and when something you can't be comprehended, it's pretty scary.
People who are about to die have described peace.
And if you believe in God, you may believe in heaven or multiple lives
There are several things about death that seem to be comforts, almost as if to reassure us that our uncertainty doesn't mean or imply something awful or nonexistent.

Life is beautiful. I don't think it ends. I don't really know how to describe my perspective on it, so this may not be helpful, sorry. But I hope something i've said helps

Genuine question, how do you combine faith and suicide?

 

[lanadelreyisgod223]

Genuine question, how do you combine faith and suicide?

Many people are in so much pain that the escape of death is the only solution they see fit for themselves. Many people like me also believe that God is merciful. God wouldn't make us suffer twice, so I combine my faith and suicide in that sense. I believe that God would forgive us and make us not suffer anymore.

 

[Trazyn]

I've been clinically dead. There's was nothing after the point I died until the point I regained consciousness a few days later. I have no reason to believe that biological death will be any different. I think that all our beliefs about what happens to us after death are just humans trying to rationalise and come to terms with the loss of others and their own inevitable oblivion. I think it's hard for people to accept that we're just normal life forms and like every other form of life, one day it ends. We stop functioning and then that's it. The world carries on without us and our part is done. For many, it's comforting to believe that we go to some afterlife, or that we are put back and live another life. For me. those provide no comfort because those are just the words of other people - all the evidence I've experienced in my life tells me that death is the end and there is nothing after it. Though, that in itself is a comfort because one life is bad enough. I don't want an afterlife and I certainly don't want another opportunity to suffer again.

 

[ropemaxxingorsmth]

Reading a lot of arguments for atheism has definitely quelled my fears of anything at all happening after death, it would take a while to explain every single argument for why I think there wouldnt be any kind of afterlife in detail but i think it would help you too

 

[dragon.//]

Many people are in so much pain that the escape of death is the only solution they see fit for themselves. Many people like me also believe that God is merciful. God wouldn't make us suffer twice, so I combine my faith and suicide in that sense. I believe that God would forgive us and make us not suffer anymore.

Forgive you for what ?

 

[Caribbean Sky]

I've been clinically dead. There's was nothing after the point I died until the point I regained consciousness a few days later. I have no reason to believe that biological death will be any different. I think that all our beliefs about what happens to us after death are just humans trying to rationalise and come to terms with the loss of others and their own inevitable oblivion. I think it's hard for people to accept that we're just normal life forms and like every other form of life, one day it ends. We stop functioning and then that's it. The world carries on without us and our part is done. For many, it's comforting to believe that we go to some afterlife, or that we are put back and live another life. For me. those provide no comfort because those are just the words of other people - all the evidence I've experienced in my life tells me that death is the end and there is nothing after it. Though, that in itself is a comfort because one life is bad enough. I don't want an afterlife and I certainly don't want another opportunity to suffer again.

i have spoken to people who have been clinically dead and described blackness. But I don't think that means that's what death is…maybe you didn't fully pass on yet, that's why it was black and that's why you could come back.
you talk about evidence, in my experience there is a case for God's existence and the afterlife. NOT rationalization. after all some fear the inferno of hell. if it was self delusion that would be strange. though I personally believe hell is misinterpreted a bit in the bible based on the language. sometimes ive wanted it to exist for people who deserved jt lol.
but, if you dont want an afterlife though, theres a chance that you could be granted just that… if you asked…

Genuine question, how do you combine faith and suicide?

what the other user said would be exactly my answer

 

[Hopeindeath!]

I believe in God, I also believe that those who accepted Jesus as their Savior will go to Heaven even if they commit suicide, because Jesus already paid for every sin on the cross.

 

[uboa.rust]

i'm not sure if this'll be much help, but i still want to give my two cents on this:

i remember dying as being like engulfed in warmth and familiarity. one moment i was tripping balls and listening to music while my body gave out, and the next it was just black. only thing is, there wasn't really a "moment" there. to me, it felt like it was just dark, but i remember lying in the hospital bed, 3 days after, waking up and feeling as if what could have been there but didn't end up remembering was something peaceful and comforting. my mind clings to a very specific idea: something akin to Yume Nikki where i just wandered around a place just slightly familiar to me. not unsettling and not alien, no real connection to reality. this could just be me trying to make sense of it all, though.

at the end of the day, what i do know is this: the pain i feel is uniquely because of the existence i lead and because of the person i am. if i die and i'm reborn, the chances are that the existence i'll have then will be so alien that the suffering i feel now won't occur, even if the conditions themselves are somehow even worse. i won't remember the pain i'm in now either, i won't have the pain of wishing i'd have chosen to live instead of die.

i'm not sure if this makes sense…. i just hope you get something from it. i think you have to sit down and spend time thinking about death, sit with the feeling and all. eventually, even if it is still unknown, you might come to terms with it, kinda