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Death doesn't scare me, but what happens after does. I lost my husband suddenly in early January. Seeing the aftermath has made ne feel differently. The people left behind go through so much. It's horrible seeing the way the person is dealt with, I had police photographing the body, interviewing me and basically treating it as a crime scene. This is what someone will deal with if you choose to check out. Then all your possessions, that meant so much in life, become meaningless in death.
I would definitely get organised, get rid of as much as possible, and make sure nobody I love finds me. It isn't like on films, it is one big mess!
Oh and funerals are really expensive, so if you want one, leave some money to pay for it :)
About a month ago I was so at peace with dying but now it feels more as a corner I've backed myself into. I tried to kill myself and failed and it's such an odd feeling. I'm starting to fear death more as the days pass but I feel as if I NEED to kill myself to stay true to my word.
It's funny too bcus we talked a week ago after a while of no contact and they said they're not mad anymore. They're just sad I've changed so much and that she never wants to get back togerher with me again. Knowing that I fumbled my first and only love like this though is enough to make me CTB. I have no idea what keeps me going anymore besides the fear of what would come out of leaving.
Our fear isn't death itself. Our fear is that we are wrong and there IS something after this. After all, none of this has ever felt real to us. It has always felt like a cruel game filled with unwilling participants with ingrained rules to keep playing the miserable game. Our fear is that we will finally decide that our pain is no longer outweighed by our desire to not hurt those we care about including our partners we can't be with for reasons outside of our control just to end up still existing non-corporeally and seeing something like things could have been ok had we somehow just made it a while longer. Or worse, being forced to witness the pain we will inflict when things hit our point we won't go past. We don't really want to die, but we don't want to be alive like this either. Compared to this, death's embrace would be most welcome and so comforting but we feel we can't join her yet. If we could be forgotten as if we never existed, we don't think we would hesitate for even a moment. At least with death, we wouldn't be so lonely and broken.
yes. i now realize that i physically cannot be "afraid' when i do die, it's physically impossible. there is no darkness nor is there light. there is nothing because there's nothing to persevere.
If death outweigh the living part, with no light in the tunnel. Then YESS. But its not much life that needs to keep going either. And before you know it. Your life flips again , on top again. But oh well. I'm not the one to speak. I think I'm Just trying to navigate something a bit ruthless kinda that isn't my territory hopefully you take it to good heart And navigate whats the best outcome for you hopefully in bliss no matter what you chose
I sometimes get times where I'm unreasonably terrified of death, but it's got to the point where I've accepted it. There's nothing I can do about it, so getting scared about it is unreasonable and will just make my life experience needlessly worse.
It's funny too bcus we talked a week ago after a while of no contact and they said they're not mad anymore. They're just sad I've changed so much and that she never wants to get back togerher with me again. Knowing that I fumbled my first and only love like this though is enough to make me CTB. I have no idea what keeps me going anymore besides the fear of what would come out of leaving.
I have certain spiritual beliefs that make me not consciously scared of death
But even if you don't believe i found there is two ways to ease the fear of death. Using the scale of space and time.
Imagine the scale of the Universe, start from you and zoom out in your head. Or watch videos showing the scale of the Universe.
Alternatively, think of how many people died in history, how many died of sickness, people dying at war like dogs, the amount of people dying at each second passing.
These visualization exercises will help put your insignificant death into perspective.
Thank you. I never thought about it either. But now hete I am, surrounded by piles and piles of music magazines, vinyl records and books. I still don't know what to do. Some are valuable but it feels wrong to sell them. If I keep them it becomes someone else's problem when I'm gone. Even clothes are difficult to deal with. I'm going to leave it for now, keep falling over stuff and hope a solution appears somehow.
It has made me determined to slowly get rid of my stuff. I don't want any of my family or friends to have this problem.
I've stopped being afraid of death many years ago, my friends who were also suicidal always told me I was the one they were most afraid of dying because they knew I didn't lack the courage. But right now what scares me is hurting people, it shatters my already broken heart. I can't even think about my family suffering and my pets, I often wish I could just disappear and be forgotten.
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