Discussion What would you miss most after you die?

[TiredofLife-Thanks]

After deciding that I would commit suicide, many things came to mind. Practical things? Like... "I have a job, so I need to resign". "With my death comes funeral costs, so I need to leave money to pay for those costs". "I have a lot of clothes and objects that I won't use anymore, so I just donated them to those who still had more time to live.". Strangely, at first, there were no emotional or loss thoughts, such as "I will never speak to my mother or brother again" or "I will never hear this song again". Are you, who have decided to end your life, going through any feelings of regret or loss?
When I think about it more deeply, my only regrets will be not having watched more anime or finished some childhood game. My only regret will be not having lived my hobbies to the fullest, my only joys in the midst of an undiagnosed depression.
I think these thoughts only demonstrate how much I have lived an empty life. In which I was restricted and just went with the flow. The miserable adult life I swore as a child I would never succumb.
I think I'm writing nonsense, but curiosity spoke louder.

 

[bac-9271]

That's not how dying works. Things you liked, things you suffered from, your regrets, what your loved ones think, everything ends the moment you die. That's the point. As far as you're concerned, nothing exists anymore, your view of the universe is gone.

 

[BackToLobby]

I failed on everything and everyone in my life so I'm not going to miss anything

 

[ijustwishtodie]

I'm not going to miss anything in this accursed life

 

[EvisceratedJester]

Nothing, because I'd be dead. I imagine that death is like being in a state of dreamless slumber. There is nothing. You can't feel, think, or experience anything anymore. You can't miss anything when you aren't alive.

 

[let.me.let.go87]

I think the thing I would miss the most…. Would be music. That's about it :/

 

[oneirataxia]

To give you an actual answer, I'd miss my dad, my two cats, my friends. Late nights spent surfing the web, watching anime, listening to music and staring at the visualizations on Winamp for hours. Stumbling upon the occasional cool or crazy website. Talking to my plush collection as if they were sentient. Working tirelessly for hours and hours to make a great drawing, or code my own website, or piece together my digital music collection. I live for simpler pleasures. I do enjoy the times when I am living. But there is always an emptiness that comes with these simpler pleasures, because I know I don't deserve them.

 

[Ash]

I'll be dead so my brain will be incapable of missing anything but right now, as I'm still alive and am currently enjoying this very moment, it will be moments just like this one, where I'm sitting in the shade in the garden on a sunny day with a cool breeze rustling through the leaves on the trees and the plants. The kids are still in school so it's reasonably quiet on the estate, and the dog is curled up asleep on my lap. The birds are singing and I can also hear bees in the background. Any minute now, the school holidays will start it will be chaos and noisy for six miserable weeks (parents round here are skint so the kids will be bored with nothing to do and nowhere to do: instant increase in antisocial behaviour) but here and now, it's delightful.

Or it was until the butterfly dive-bombed the dog's head and she's gone off in a sulk, spilling my tea on the way. At least it wasn't a fly or she'd be giving herself heatstroke trying to catch it