After getting a bit down a rabbit hole on google last night I got into a panic attack thinking about life and it fleeting-ness. I can't seem to stop thinking of it and now feel really down about it and was hoping for some insight if anyone has any.
Why on earth do I and billions of people have children when we know one day they will die?
Before I had kids I didn't think about this. But I exist to live life and bring my kids up, and I know I will die and can accept that. But my kids? To know that they will die one day, hopefully after a long and very happy life, makes me ache with sadness. I hope I will be long gone when it happens but why the hell did I and others have children when they too will die eventually?
I just can't seem to get past this. I love my kids, they are my entire world, but I'm not sure I did the right thing having them when they will die one day and potentially live in fear of that.
Sorry for the depressing post but I can't get this out of my head and google doesn't have the answers. FWIW I'm terrified of the effect mine and their dad's deaths will have on them too, but I hope that they will support each other. Thank you in advance.