If you were told your life ended tomorrow

[Turkeysahoy]

Would you feel you have lived a fulfilled life?

Inspired by a post I have just read which made me think.

I am 34 and would answer No at this moment in time. As I’ve stayed in a career I dislike for too long and haven’t been as carefree as I would have liked. Things I hope to change of course.

How about you?

Would not care a jot.

I'd just feel relief tbh.

I'd be sad not to see my kids grow up, etc. but no regrets and nothing I think I'd have done differently

🎶IF I leave here tomorrow.🎶

middling

I have done lots of interesting stuff but also tripped myself up and worried too much

But overall not bad

I'd be really angry!

Oh no that’s fine. I’m 56 and I’m very happy. I had a son who’s grown up to be delightful and is launched on adult life. I have a lovely dp who I have no doubt would find someone else. If it ended tomorrow, my affairs are in order and though I’d be a bit sad to be leaving right now, I’d much rather too early than too late.

I’ve recently had cause to genuinely think about this for myself. I would have been gutted to leave I’m so not ready, but I’ve no regrets and I wouldn’t change a single thing.

For my own sake I'd be fine checking out tomorrow.
But I'd like to know the ending of other folks' stories.

Sadly my husband as had a 12 month prognosis! Unfortunately you can't do much as he's on weekly chemotherapy plus travel insurance £££ but trying to make the most of everything.

I'm nearly 50. Haven't lived an enviable life by most people's standards but I've been happy and had a lot of love.

I'd also be pleased that going without to get a financial safety net in place proved to be the right thing to do!

I'd be devastated at leaving my animals behind. I'd hope I was wrong about an afterlife and that I'd get to see my mum, dad and best mate again. I'd be terrified at the process of dying and of not existing but I can't make this life work no matter how hard I try, so I'm better off gone anyway.

I'd enjoy eating a lot of crap for my last 24 hours!

But yes, I'd go quietly...

I've had an incredible life. And I know more good things will come. But if it really were to end tomorrow, it would be a relief right now.

On Christmas eve id be pissed off at least wait until I've got my Christmas presents

I’ve enjoyed my life so far and think I’ve been a good person and done some amazing things. I have DD who I want to be there for (she’s only 11) and a DH who would struggle to raise her by himself although he would do better than he thinks.

At the end of the day, I just love being alive. Even when it’s hard and I’m struggling I am amazed by life itself. I cannot imagine not being alive. I don’t want to not live.

I would feel guilt and worry that I wasn’t going to be there to advocate for my children. But for myself, I am tired and would love to just go to sleep.

A lot of us on this thread feel the same way - I wonder whether the people who have clicked on it aren’t phased by bowing out? And those who fear death have scrolled on.

How do you feel, OP?

I think I'd actually feel relieved

Ha! @mellongooseyou must have been writing your post as I was writing mine - giving the lie to what I said. I wish I felt the way you do. I try hard to bury the feelings I have ..

I would resent having spent the last few months in full time work, when if I'd known my time would be up tomorrow, I would have quit, lived off my savings and done my best to complete a few things that I mean to complete before I die in the short time I had left.

I would be very relieved too.

No, but I don’t know how to change that! I have to work and make tea every single day and that’s all there seems to be in this life.

I have been loved greatly and loved greatly in return by grandparents, parents, a husband (my only serious partner), 3 children and some good friends.

I have had a fulfilling and interesting career that has provided a degree of financial security and the ability to do some fun stuff.

I had enjoyed my life immensely and done some good along the way (a rewarding, socially useful job and a long term commitment to volunteering).

Until 7 weeks ago I lived a fulfilling and maybe even enviable life. Then my DD1 died, aged 24, entirely unexpectedly. I am demented with grief and death tomorrow would be welcome. Every day I spend on this earth henceforth is a day that will further diminish my fulfillment. I would like to think I might be reunited with DD after death. But oblivion would be preferable to this torment. The only thing that keeps me from taking my life is the presence of my other children for whom such an act would be devastating.

I would be vexed about the things I didn't do (turning down a chance to study in Ireland, not asking that particular person out) - I don't particularly like my job, but have tried to be a kind boss and have done things which have made a difference to the community, so don't think I have wasted my time.

I’d be raging to not see my ds grow up. But no regrets about anything.