As the title of the thread says, I don't have much time left in this world. I just got the results back from the doctor the other day and have been contemplating how best to break the news to all of you. I only have a few weeks left at most, and I want to make sure that I spend what's left of my time here to its fullest. ...okay, not really. But the fact is that is that all of us are (presumably) mortal and we'll all die one day. It may not be a pleasant idea, but sadly it's true. Have you ever considered what you would want to do if you found out that you only had a week/month/year to live? How would you act differently if you knew that you weren't long for this world? Have you ever had to deal with anyone close to you passing away unexpectedly?
An interesting thought exercise. I think if I found out that I had only a limited time left I would arrange for me and my immediate family to all get together and do something really fun together. I would want to visit another country to experience the culture. But other than that I think I'd continue doing what I do anyways. Writing, drawing, playing video games and watching movies with my siblings. Those are the things that I enjoy. Besides, it's through my writing and drawing that I leave my legacy, in a way.
I've already given this idea some thought, and my thoughts are as followed: I have already come to terms with my own mortality. I, like many others, will eventually die. With this thought in my head, I've stopped caring about over complicating things in my life. I see an item at the store that looks interesting? I buy it. I wish to buy some very expensive PC set up? I begin saving up money to buy it. I just came across a hobby that looks fun, I mess around with it for a bit, and see if I'd stick with it. What I'm trying to get at, is that I'm just some guy living his life; not caring whether if I'll perish today, or live to see tomorrow. Sure, facing death can be a scary thought, but you gotta accept the fact that none of us will live forever.
They had us in the first half, not gonna lie But for real though, I feel like I've been lying/keeping secrets about myself from a lot of people, so in my last days/weeks/whatever, I hope I can tell them the truth and who I really am. And if they don't like me, well I'll be dead soon lol
I've thought about this a lot. Am I afraid of my own death? Yes, I think there would be very few people who wouldn't be afraid, but I have come to terms with it. Even though I am quite young, I have strived to live my life to the fullest and I have always been content. If I was to die tomorrow, yes I would have regrets, like not going out and experiencing more of the world or completing my education, but I wouldn't mind much. I would just continue doing what I have been doing, living my life the way I want to and continuing to experience the world that I have had the pleasure to be born into.
Given in my life I have had to deal with the exact scenario labeled in the first post. You really can't afford to live life dwelling on little shit. It just doesn't work like that. You got to take what you have and truly run with it and in the time I've spent on the internet it really like people value life as but a routine more so than actually trying to live out a fun fulfilling life. And that is honestly what I'm living. If I were to die right now I'd hear the grim reaper knock on my door happily relaxing in a reclining chair with a cigar hanging out the side of my mouth with 0 regrets. (that was just a mental image of myself but the point still stands) So just take it one day at a time and hopefully make the most of your time here.
I already live day by day. And I have lost enough people, some young, some older. But yeah of course I live with a certain goal. and when that goal is reached we continue with the next goal. The most important part is, (What I think) be or become happy. as of right now, I am happy
If you asked me a few years ago I would’ve say I was terrified. After living through a pandemic and reaching adulthood my answer has changed. Do I have regrets? Sure, but I wouldn’t be who I am if I made different decisions. Death isn’t really something you have much control over anyway. Whenever my life reaches its end I’ll accept it.
... I hate that the first thing that came to my mind when seeing this thread was "Hi dying, I'm Nyxie!" Sorry. But in all seriousness I have no idea what I'd do if I was suddenly given a deadline of when I'm gonna die. Even just a vague time period. It freaks me out that one day I'd just be gone and that I cant do anything about it. I guess I'd be busy. I'd be doing everything that I might have put off so that at least I can say I finished everything I need to do before going. I'd try and find a way to prevent it from happening but I guess I just don't wanna go yet.
