Saturday, April 16, 2016
Damned if I do and damned if I do not. If I accept aging and death then all well and good, it still does not obviate the fear of it. Debilitating aging is unacceptable to me. I'd rather be dead? Maybe or maybe not. If old friends die or god forbid a partner does then all well and good I just make new friends. Sorry, not that easy. Old friends are made over decades and a LOT of effort and time goes into making them. If some die the pain is excruciating. If I make new friends the cold hard reality is they may die too. So it's a constant bereavement I may have to endure OR worse think on my own death and missing the life I had more while I'm living it. I see no way out!