
Deadlyroses
Sad Millennial
- Mar 28, 2021
- 119
Anyone else here feel an actual sense of infatuation with death? Almost like it's a being that hugs you and makes you smile and feel safe? Like an imaginary friend of sorts? Sometimes if I'm really high or drunk, I will even imagine conversations with "death". I don't picture it as a physical being- just as a voice. A nice and friendly voice. I am a huge maladaptive daydreamer, so there's also that. I do acknowledge that this is an imagination-induced coping mechanism. But indulge it. I feel an actual infatuation with the thought of being dead. I like the thought of my eyes closing, my heart slowing to a stop, and my breathing stopping once and for all. I like the thought of my body ceasing to function. I like the thought of being buried in the ground. Thinking about these things legitimately comforts me. It makes me feel safe from anything and everything that may bring me harm or pain. You can't hurt if you're dead. You can't suffer when you're dead. You will be nothing. Empty darkness and silence like before you were born.