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I can't stop talking/thinking about death and other depressing matters

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MrX
I wish I had some advice.

It's always come naturally to me to quickly push those thoughts down into my toes and daydream about happier things.
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Really. That is *so* weird. I never knew that about you. You mean all this time when I thought you were deeply and quietly probing the depths of your soul, you were actually thinking of hockey or baseball. Like when I ask you what your thinking about and you say "hockey" or "baseball" you were totally telling the truth?

See, I thought that you were just trying to cover the fact that you were so deeply engaged in your own personal internal struggle that you wanted to spare me, your fragile and easily unnerved wife, the horror and sadness of your tortured hell.

Who knew?

I'm coming into the living room now so we can gaze lovingly into each others eyes. Prepare yourself.
 
Badnina
So Bread is having a mid-life crisis, Ike?
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Not even close.

I am stuck on the fact that barring something beautiful like a car crash, either I will watch Robyn die, or she will watch me die. Neither seems like a win situation to me.

I can't get over it.

And time is soooooo relative.

It's just blowing my mind. But no, I'm not having a midlife crisis. I've been stuck in one of those since I was 15.

Nina are you OK with your ultimate doom? I'm not.

It fucking wigs me out.
 
Robyn
I have heard that from two different people over the last year. I can't help but wonder if that is the truth or if it is a truth being sold to them. Is life really better when your body is falling apart (doesn't matter how well you take care of yourself) or when everyone around you starts dying?

Unlike my cohort, I take the stance that this is all part of the process. If we dwell on death and aging too often and fail to enjoy fun times as well as the stagnant times, we are already dead.
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I really think it's true. You end up weeding the bullshit out of your life. And people dying? I've had that happen my entire life. I think it probably gets to be less people around you dying as you get older since you tend to have a smaller social circle.
 
Bread I have been thinking about this a lot lately. I have family member who is going to die in the next few weeks, so this whole death thing has been on my mind.

I have realized there is nothing you can do to avoid death, all you can do is live your life. For the most part I have a good life, I pretty much do whatever the fuck I want, and I somewhat enjoy my job. Have a drink, place a few wagers, go to a titty bar, enjoy your weekend, and stop feeling shitty and thinking about death.

when all else fails, have a whiskey
 
tullamore
Bread I have been thinking about this a lot lately. I have family member who is going to die in the next few weeks, so this whole death thing has been on my mind.

I have realized there is nothing you can do to avoid death, all you can do is live your life. For the most part I have a good life, I pretty much do whatever the fuck I want, and I somewhat enjoy my job. Have a drink, place a few wagers, go to a titty bar, enjoy your weekend, and stop feeling shitty and thinking about death.

when all else fails, have a whiskey
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Sorry to hear about your family member buddy.

And yea, I know you gotta do what you gotta do to zombie yourself and make it all work.

But fok man this shit just overwhelms me.

But I know. I get it. I really do. I used to be so comfortable with it all.

I'm not anymore. It dominates my everything.
 
Mrs. X
Really. That is *so* weird. I never knew that about you. You mean all this time when I thought you were deeply and quietly probing the depths of your soul, you were actually thinking of hockey or baseball. Like when I ask you what your thinking about and you say "hockey" or "baseball" you were totally telling the truth?

See, I thought that you were just trying to cover the fact that you were so deeply engaged in your own personal internal struggle that you wanted to spare me, your fragile and easily unnerved wife, the horror and sadness of your tortured hell.

Who knew?

I'm coming into the living room now so we can gaze lovingly into each others eyes. Prepare yourself.
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You know what I love about this?

For 1-2 years, we (Bread and I) have received all brands of shit because we simultaneously post on a message board. I love that we are no longer alone in this alleged freak of nature.

Mr. and Mrs. X, thank you.

:mrx::mrsx::robynballs::moped:
 
Bread
I am stuck on the fact that barring something beautiful like a car crash, either I will watch Robyn die, or she will watch me die. Neither seems like a win situation to me.
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Ohhhh, yeahhhh, this one gets me alot. Probably a few times a week. I can bring myself to tears in about a minute. But, sometimes commercials can bring me to tears. Hmmmm. Maybe I shouldn't have stopped the meds quite so soon.

Bread
Nina are you OK with your ultimate doom? I'm not.
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I'm not being snarky or attacking religion here. Okay Nina? We frens. But Nina might be okay with her demise because she is going to heaven, we are probably turning into dirt, not existing and living daily with the knowledge that we have no capacity to make sense of this ridiculous world.

This is probably not a movie you want to watch in this state but it's one of my all time favorites.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120126/

Sick: The Life & Death of Bob Flanagan, Supermasochist
 
Robyn
You know what I love about this?

For 1-2 years, we (Bread and I) have received all brands of shit because we simultaneously post on a message board. I love that we are no longer alone in this alleged freak of nature.

Mr. and Mrs. X, thank you.

:mrx::mrsx::robynballs::moped:
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Your welcome.

Hey, I've noticed my avatar seems to say something when she puts the dish in the rack. I'd like to think it's "fuck" in a really squeaky voice.
 
From a scientist point of view, consciousness and time are tricky subjects. The fact that it's nearly impossible to wrap a brain around why we experience time and consciousness in the way we do gives me some hope that death may not be exactly what we imagine it to be either. That little glimmer of hope helps me a bit. Not much, but a bit.
 
Dwell on that which can be changed.
Forgo that which is unavoidable.
Live for what is within your control and do not fear that which is out of your hands.
Make peace with those you’ve wronged and embrace those you love.
Life is ours to live and death comes to us all.

Now quit being a fuckin’ pussy Spoke Boy.
 
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