The other day someone mentioned something that would happen in 2070 and for the first time ever it really hit home that I won't be here. No matter what, I will not be here. I won't exist anymore. It felt weird.
It's hard to explain, I mean, I'm in my 40's, death is not a new concept, knowing I will die isn't a new concept. Sadly, close family started dying when I was young & I've had far too much experience of it. But for some odd reason it just hit home.
I'm not religious. I choose to believe I will see my loved ones again, but that is a conscious choice to stop me losing the plot in the here & now. I think truly I believe that when we die there is simply nothing. In the here & now I'm terrified of that because there are people I NEED to see again, I just have to. But at the time, I think it will just be nothing & I don't see that's anything to be scared of as I won't know it's nothing.
Like most others I'm concerned what my death will be like, but I only think about it when things like this thread come up, I font think about it unless prompted by something.
I'm sorry for all of you who do worry, it must be horrible.
Biggest hugs for all of you with children with additional needs, who won't live independently. I know a little of your worry & wish there were better care facilities to alleviate that worry to some extent 💐