so just thinking about how insignificant i am. i often wonder about my funeral, and how many people will actually attend. maybe, i’ll get a couple tears shed for me, do they miss me? or is it just a sad occasion?
but in a day or two, everybody will be back to their life, and i won’t be a thought in their mind.
I think I will end up taking my life in an euthanasia clinic somewhere where it´s legal, because one thing or another.
But i´m not yet prepared to do so.
I hate that probably the local news in my area will make a story about it…
Some people with long productive lives have very insignificant funerals because they outlive their friends and relatives. Some people who do great things die alone. It happens. I used to think that a lot especially when my father died. But if you can see, hear, walk, and talk then you can still make something of what’s left of your life. You don’t have to be the most popular or greatest person in the World to have people thinking of you. I recently talked to someone I met twice in my life and she was very taken with me. There was no way it would ever had worked out but it reminded me that you never know.
Yeah, I had a little crisis like this a couple years ago. I thought I was going to die alone; I thought I would get ill with some kind of disease or a heart attack and no one would be at my bedside to comfort me at the hospital and I would be alone and just slip away, forgotten and unnoticed. My sisters assured me that would never happen. I’m 59 now, life doesn’t march, it sprints.
We are just a grain of sand. Dunno why we make our lifes so hard. Wish i could had my wisdom from now when i was 20. I got no wind in my sails anymore to achieve a goal, like losing weight, study or trekking. Ruined by sz.