“memento mori” but i'm terrified of death.
how do you find comfort in the absolute unknown.
Maybe I have the brain and body of a control freak, but I need to know everything.
I don't know everything though and it haunts me.
I often lay awake petrified at the thought of the unknown, afterlife, and the cosmic terror of the universe.
I have to take pills that make me less scared.
I feel guilty whenever I do this, despite having them in my life for 10 years.
The guilt comes after the terror.
Everyone says “heaven will be an eternal paradise for all those who believe!” or “It will be what it was like before you were born.”
I don’t like either of those options.
I just want to continue living.
I don’t want to die.
I want to be reincarnated into another beautiful person, but I’m a skeptic of all things religion.
I would love to be turned into a shining star in the sky next to my mother, but I’m not sure how that would happen.
I want to become a vampire and live in the snowy mountains with the dear love of my life, but as far as i’m aware, they are not real.
I don’t think I will live past 31.
I really would like to, I love my life.
I love my beautiful boyfriend, I love my wonderful friends, I love my silly cats.
I want to live.
“Memento mori” but i’m terrified of death.
“Memento mori” but I don’t want to remember.
“Memento mori” but I’m not, and never will be, ready.
I have no choice but to remember I will die.