Death is always inevitable, and I personally believe that till date, it is still one of the greatest fear to humanity. Everyone, to a certain extent, will be plagued by this horrible truth.

I, for one, am no exception to that. I am afraid of death, and the reason behind this is simple -- it's all about emotional attachments. After going through so many things, we're bound to establish a certain kind on attachments to stuff that we went through with. Say, we worked so hard for something in the past, and suddenly you're forced to give up on it. You'd definitely feel like it's hard to let it go all of the sudden, right?

But actually, this isn't the main issue that I'm going to address here today. It's true that most people fear death for this simple reason, feeling hard to let go your accumulated "luggage", or in simpler term - experiences, of your life, but there's something even scarier than that.

Though that it also involves death, it's not related to our own death. It's all about the departure of your beloved family, wife, children, relatives, or etc. Let us make a simple comparison: cases of own deaths are usually sudden cases, which we, the victim, aren't actually fully aware or prepared for it. It struck us faster than lightning, and we got carried away in a blow of wind. I

In the other case, it's completely different, however. A sudden departure of your beloved will definitely struck you by a horrible truth, and the element of the surprise doesn't end just there. I'd take this opportunity by comparing the truth to a rock that stumbles you on your path forward. It will craves a mark on your life's journey ahead, and the path is curved, filled with both despair and a sense of longing, and we have to go through it even though we feel bad. We have to take care of the aftermath of the event, and the road isn't as easy to get through as you think. Even words, such as "scary", fails to describe the kind of fear in this case.

I'm afraid of dark when I was small, but the reason behind it isn't because I'm afraid of ghost. In fact, I'm actually afraid of the abyss that surrounds me, for not having my beloved parents, relatives, and also friends around me in the darkest hour. That's the greatest fear I have to face with everyday, and even though I hope that the day won't come, I still can't ignore the fact that we humans aren't immortals.

Apart from that, I've something that I'd like to share here. About one week ago, I had read an article about a mother who was diagnosed with terminal cancer. In response to her forthcoming death in few months time, she chose to go for euthanasia (give up her life voluntarily) rather than suffering from death. It's a wise choice actually, but to know the exact date of your death is something I couldn't have imagined how she felt. It was just like your "clock" was ticking away, and you know that you were completely helpless to do it. It would be even worse for her husband and her children, who were forced to clean the toilet (upon her final request) and to watch the departure of their beloved in front of them. Oh my, I just couldn't simply describe this kind of feelings with words itself. Further reading can be referred at here.

Another site that gave me a lot insight about life is this which I got from my ex-lecturer, Mr. Marcus' blog quite some time ago.



Overall, I'd like to say that life is such a precious thing that, ending your life yourself is actually the stupidest thing on the Earth. So, cherish things while you still have them around you. :)

Looking back, this is actually quite a dark post I've written here, but at least that's what I think about life. How about you?

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