
dearlybeloved998
Lost and confused
- Dec 10, 2021
- 36
I think I was scared and that day I had one of my first, if not my very first existential crisis. I was terrified that one day I would just cease to be, in the same way that I did not exist before I was born. Complete non-existence, complete darkness. But at the same time, from a yooung age I had a very pessimistic and gloomy prespective on life, so I also felt somewhat relieved in case some day in the future I decided life was not worth living, an ideas that I have flirted with many times through out my life. I remember at the age of 12 I spend a full day contemplating death and what it feels like completely cease to be, something that on the one hand I fantasized about, but on the other hand looked absoloutely terrifying without a paradisial afterlife waiting for me on the other side. That day I decided that life was too short to rejoice, and too long to grieve. Now that I am older I believe in an afterlife, and am no longer an atheist so death seems like a true blessing to me and nothing more. It would come tommorrow and I would not care less, I would only be relieved.