It is in my opnion that every non-religious person considers the concept of dying with some deep concern at some point in their lives. For some it comes, and then it goes. You consider that when the time comes, that that is that. Game Over. Zero continues.
Many of us, I'm sure, have dealt with the passing of others. Close friends, distant relatives, immediate family. It's never easy - be they young, old, or not even having entered this world.
But how do people deal with their own mortality? Most young people don't consider it, but when terminal illnesses take grip and all there is is to wait for the disease to run its course, trying to maintain comfort - what does one think? How does one consider having to leave those they love, those that love them, or even those that depend on them (be they aware of it or not), when they themselves have no control over the matter?
Sometimes life just really, really sucks.
Many of us, I'm sure, have dealt with the passing of others. Close friends, distant relatives, immediate family. It's never easy - be they young, old, or not even having entered this world.
But how do people deal with their own mortality? Most young people don't consider it, but when terminal illnesses take grip and all there is is to wait for the disease to run its course, trying to maintain comfort - what does one think? How does one consider having to leave those they love, those that love them, or even those that depend on them (be they aware of it or not), when they themselves have no control over the matter?
Sometimes life just really, really sucks.