Are you afraid to die?

I think everyone is a little scared. The fear of the unknown. But, if you consider that we all have our time. It will come whether we are ready for it or not. Whether it is a tragic death, or one that we pass in our sleep, it is our time. Fear is natural.

I am not afraid of dying. I have come to accept the fact that when it is time to go, we will go.

I was in a near fatal car accident in 1991, and went into cardiac arrest on the operating table. When I woke up in cardiac care, the priest was performing last rites. I was not scared, even though I was 20.

It is something that you learn to accept, I guess.

I think everyone has this struggle. My mom and dad are seniors, very senior, in fact. Dad is 90 and mom is 83. While they may be ready in spirit to go and be with their loved ones who have already passed, they are still not quite ready to leave those of us who are here. It's normal to want to stay as long as we can here on this earth with our loved ones.

After having a near death experience, I am not afraid of dying, but I'm of the same mind of my parents. I want to stay as long as I can, be with my loved ones, share their lives. Whatever comes my way, I will try to stay strong and deal with it in my own way. My dad has been dealing with cancer in his bladder, surgery and treatment and the question of whether it will return. My mom is dealing with a bad heart due to a faulty aortic valve. She was too weak to endure the surgery, so that was taken off the treatment list. She is trying to stay with us.

So, the upshot of all of this is this. Live your life responsibly, be happy, share your love with others, and be the very best you can be every day. None of us know what our futures hold, so today is our time to smile and be joyful!

No, I am just sad to leave my loved ones. I think it will be a better place.

interesting question, yes i am i use to think about it all the time, the though of the whole burial process just creeps me out. i dont like the idea of being put in the ground that to me is the worst part of it. i want to be cremated but im afraid of being burned in a fire. I have a fear of dead people so i avoid funerals. I've always wondered what is it with old people that read the obits all the time does that mean they are over the fear of death. I think the thing that scares me the most about death is what i will miss when im gone, grand kids, great grand kids. and things like that. And if anyone will really miss me when im gone.

I was until I witnessed my Dad's passing. He was peaceful and it seemed literally that he simply drifted to sleep. He did get a little restless at times leading up but once he was told it was ok, he just relaxed and then quietly passed on. Until that day, I always got a tremendous feeling of severe anxiety when I thought of death and the act of dying.

When I excepted my mortality, which was not easy, my entire life changed.

Merrin, when I was twenty-five, I felt the same way that you feel, maybe it gets easier to accept as we age. Do you ever talk to your friends about this? Before I was thirty, so many of my classmates and friends had died (10 to be exact, four of the ten were murdered, one had sickle cell, another had a heart condition); I had no choice but to take a long hard look at life, more have died since we crossed thr 40 threshold. Even now it still hurts.

Thanks everyone..

No. Death does not scare me anymore. I too believe that comes with age.

I think we come here to evolve, so when it's time for me to go I just hope it's because of a job well done. What seems important while you're here is only important while you are here.

When I was a kid, I used to think about death all the time. This is when my troubles began with insomnia.

I still fear death, I don't believe in the concept of an afterlife.

Of course it's a bit scary, but you don't want to worry about it as there is nothing you can do about it. I recently lost someone close to me and I know she would want me to live each day to it's fullest. I have to admit I was scared soon after her passing and that's pretty normal.

Merrin--

No. Funny enough, I fear nothing. Patton once confided that the only thing he ever feared was the thought of a bullet coming straight for his nose.

Maxwell, awesome. You've got to turn me on to those articles--I missed them.

Maxwell thanks. that was touching .. I cant imagine, but yes you kinda scared me as I do have friends and family fighting right now.. so it kind of put a tear to my eye wondering is that how they feel? thanks for sharing you should put that as an article.. I loved it much .. anyways thanks for serving our country and your story! much love

Merrin, I have spent most of my life - since I was 19 - worrying about dying and death. This obsession came about in June 1975 when my mother died from lung and bone cancer at the age of 52. She was young, and so was I. 5 years later my father died when I was 24 and I basically raised myself. I have two much older siblings and they had their own issues to contend with, thus, it was up to me to forge my own life path, and I have.

Most of my family, friends and colleagues had absolutely NO idea I was so obsessed with death. This was my dark self; the part of me wounded by loss I suppose. I used to think about it when I was alone or late at night when my husband was asleep. Despite my successes, my ability to survive and thrive and all that comes with living life well, I worried about getting old, getting ill and dying alone (my biggest fear) since I have no kids. I worried my dear, second husband would die before me, and wondered who would take care of me. Would I wind up abandoned in a gross Nursing home, left to fester in my body fluids? I was terrified. I spent more time worrying about my future than the present, and it became, well, sort of a drag. I was always a positive person for the most part, but this inner obsession kept me back - it kept me from fully enjoying myself and being in the moment of life. I was only partially invested in it.

I was like this until I turned 50 in 2005 and I had a major epiphany: I have done well for myself. I look good for my age and I am not ashamed of it. I am proud of being 51 now, proud of the stripes I earned despite the struggles and the tears. I survived and thrived through lots of tragic and difficult things and yet, I have no regrets. I am still playful, fun and enjoying myself. I am still listening to Led Zeppelin and Nickelback or The Fray, and I am still dancing, being free.

It dawned on me - sort of akin to a lightbulb shining over my head - it's all good. I haven't got the slightest idea what I am going to do tomorrow, as much as I have no idea what I will do when I retire in a few years or even how long I will live. I was worrying about this a lot when I turned 49 and gave myself a whooping depression, until I got tired and bored with my tiresome, relentness and depressing refrain. It was time to live and let go of what hindered me. And I did.

For the first time in my life I NOW know yes, I COULD die tomorrow, and yes, it will be a drag - I have lots of things I want to do still and then some. But I have lived my life well: I have a loving, wonderful and wild second husband, a guy I met and married on the Internet 6 years ago. I have no regrets or anger in my life. I have learned to forgive those who hurt me, including myself for some of the more stupid things I did. I have everything I ever wanted because I worked for it. I am successful because of my hard work, but I never forgot where I came from.

And, I am loving being this age. Finally, I own me. I know I am going to grow old. I know my hair will grow whiter in time and that I will start to look old, but life - in all its magic and mystery, all its good and bad stuff, is to be lived.

Merrin, as a 51 year old free spirited woman to a young woman, GO OUT THERE AND FLY! Open your arms wide and feel the wind in your face. Don't worry about the inevitable - be in the MOMENT, which is now.

Thanks Max I did see that above and went to the article as you probably already saw!!!
I had a friend who was killed this past february from IED ...god rest his sould ) :
so I can only imagine...

No I know it was quick,,he was blown up by 2 iraq people sitting behind a dune just waiting for him , as he was trying to deactivate it .. I know it was quick , but still very sad he was only 24 years old and a good friend and well just sad...

But I know what you meant.. thanks hun.. and thanks for the comments. are you flirting>>tee hee.. j/k

haha maxwell.. Im married not dead!!!! tee hee.. My husband flirts something horrible lol. but its a guy thing I think.. but thanks hun lol

Spartan, must you be such an asshole? Max was there, and with a weapon in his hand. What issue do you take with THAT? Battle? Firefight? Purely semantics [and yes, I understand the difference]. The only "dust-up" you are likely to be familiar with is the one with the cake make-up that you endured in the Green Room, in the Green Zone. Your need to malign a soldier just can't be understood...

I'm not scared of dying. I'm scared of leaving my children.

Spartan your making me mad now!!!!!! My grandfather was in war , and talked to me about it.. Some people choose not to your right but the men who do choose to is because they want to teach us the importance of what they do.. HOW DARE YOU.. My grandfather is no longer with us because of massive depression etc that some was caused from his fighting over in hiroshima and recieved many shrines and hearts... he may have been scarred but he lived to tell alot// and did so to teach us. I am prolly not saying anything right, or anything that may make since because you have made me so upset ...

go SOMEWHERE else.. this is off topic and very depressing.. MY GRANDPA WAS NEVER A WANNABE OR POSER.. he just chose to talk about it because it made him feel better and want to teach us. I also live with a ex. marine.. that talks here an there about it.. I grew up period in a fighting family and veterans etc.... some never spoke of it nor did we ask.. but some did EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT AND DEALS WITH IT DIFFERENT..

Maxwell is very much talking about it and you have no right to diss him.. just because he chooses to share his feelings and expeirences with us.. mabey thats his way of dealing with it.. so as far as I am concernd your making a big deal out of nothing.. and untill you prove anything whats to say you were a veteran? thats low of you !!!!! I mean mabey you never spoke of it.. and thats fine.. dont rip on someone whos is DIFFERENT of you or deals with it differentley..

He was simply here to help me and help me understand it a bit.. so It was in his PLAYSTATION AS you called it!if your so angry about him speaking of it then you should be mad at all the movies ever made, and the people who ever talk about it.. cause in the end these soldiers are now fighting for YOU , us and the world.... You werent there were you?? so how can you dismiss anything that maxwell has been through were you there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GIVE ME A F(UHFJGJKDFHJKHG BREAK..

I have a vetera now standing behind me just lauging at you!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA your wrong again everyone is different and you basically just dissed your own !



SIGNING OFF P--- OED!!!! MAXWELL HUNNY KEEP TALKING ABOUT IT .. IF THATS WHAT YOU WANT TO DO..

I know Im awesome.. hahahaha j/k

I was simply trying to make a point... and when I came here today to read this.. It personally effected me personally and all the men out there ... for my family and friends who cant be here to defend thierselves

all I can say yea.. Be mad at John wayne.. he may have not served but dont be mad at those who did. and chose to talk about it.. or have an opinion.. and how does he know how many battles were fought in iraq.. It may be one 2 them, but for you everytime you go out there to fight its a battle and it COUNTS ,

no but im afraid of dying alone

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Welcome to the club. I'm 59 and had a heart attack just over a year ago. It was actually quite mild, but my thoughts have been quite unsettling since then. I'm not only 59 years old, but a 59-year-old guy who's had a heart attack. As Vikings would say, oof-duh.

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