Death

Death is not something we as human beings, should fear. It is an inevitable fate that all beings share, whether we like it or not.

In fact, I believe that most people don't fear death, but what comes with death. Some people fear the end of a journey. Some people fear the idea of being forgotten, of not living their dreams, of mistakes, the list goes on.

Most people will lie on their death bed, and regret everything they have or have not done. They don't enjoy their last few moments of their life. They instead, waste it over things that have happened already, thinking "what if?"
"What if I stayed in school?" or "What if I went out with the high school bitch?" stuff like that.

Some people know that, when there time is up, will die with content. They are happy with what they accomplished, and accept that it is time to move on.

And there are few people, who don't care whether they live or die. They don't care if they hurt anyone, or how deeply it scars a person to hear such thoughts of just giving up. Out of all the three types of dieing people, these type of people are the most shameful out of all three. Because, out of all three types, this one, has the choice of living or dieing.

Now, Why am I talking about death? Because I'm depressed right now. And I'm hating every god damn minute of my life.

Is this a suicide post? No. It's not. Though I'm really really tempted into making this post into one, because I have too many people counting on me to keep on living, and to succeed, and I'm not letting them down.

I'm talking about death, because, I've seen my fair share of it at a young age, and never took the time to understand it. Now, I do understand death, and I'm not afraid of it anymore. I can't, because, right now, every emotion that I have, Anger, sadness, happiness, are just being drained from me. I'm turning into a soulless shell of a person, and I can't do anything to stop it.

I don't want to think anymore. Because I just keep coming back to the topic of death, of dieing, and it's really depressing.

Death is the end of one journey, and a possible start of the next. Death is about acceptance. Acceptance of what you have accomplished, of what you have done, and what you haven't done. Death is the one, and only fate that each person cannot escape, and must, in the end reach it.


Ethan