Fascination with death
When I was still in my teens until in college, I remember being so fascinated with death. What goes on after you breathed your last. Is there really a heaven or hell? Is there really a benevolent God up above?
I often discuss death with friends and with older relatives. I believe the fascination, as I call it before, stemmed from witnessing death at a young age. A great grandparent died when I was still a young girl and I saw him dead, to be picked up by the funeral people. My brother died at the age of 15 when I was in college. And a couple of deaths in between.
But then, I realized that focusing on death instead of life itself pushed me into lapses of depression. I’ve decided to be as positive as I can be.
Filed under: Life in General on October 21st, 2008
It’s an interesting topic, but so many people seem to skirt the issue. While you and I may believe one way, it’s interesting to see how many people react to death.
The reality is, death is a part of our lives. It’s there, and there’s nothing we can do about it. We should accept it, and move on. No reason to be preoccupied about it, otherwise we can’t enjoy the life that is before is.
I agree. The more I focused on something bad happening or death, the more depressed I became. I do my best to be positive everyday and focus on living life to the fullest. Death is a reality, but a happy life is an even better reality.