Are you afraid of dying?

No. I've accomplished pretty nearly every goal I ever had and done pretty much everything I ever wanted to do (except father Britney's children). These days the idea of being around forever isnt appealing to me. And I dont like where our society is headed....much less the girls covered with 'tramp stamps.'

I definately am. It's probably a useless phobia, since death isn't something you can evade. I forget who said "Keep death on your left shoulder", but I often use that as an excuse. It means to live every moment to the fullest. I'm still lazy though, so I guess it really is a phobia....

Are you afraid of dying?

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Terribly.

No. But my greatest goal is to be lying on my death bed with no regrets. I don't want to say, "I wish I could've--" about ANYthing.

On the other hand, I doubt I'll say, "I wish I had dusted more," either.

No. If I died soon, there would be no regrets because I've had a full life...however, I know I still have a lot to accomplish and look every day in the face and try to get closer to all my goals.

I'm not afraid of dying eventually. However, I certainly wouldn't want to die at this very mome

I'm not afraid of dying, as such, but I'm afraid of dying too soon before I fulfill what I'm meant to...

I think I'm more afraid of living than dying.



Whooaaaa....

I just blew some of your minds.

I'm afraid in the sense that I am pretty sure I will die young. I have rationalized this irrational fear to extreme lengths. God would not be justified to let me live after spending 23 years wanting to die, sincerely wanting to die. I wake up one day and realize my life's true worth and suddenly I'm to expect that He had been ignoring me all along and now He will listen and let me live? My intuitions and sixth sense has always been sharp. Now that He's let me finish this novel I will be looking both ways before crossing any streets, in the proverbial sense.
I do have reasonings to justify Him allowing me to live, but negative always outweigh positive.
Either way, I may have gotten here the hard way, but at least I have finally reached the point where I honestly value my life, my existence. This isn't to say I'm afraid to die though, I'm looking forward to it. There just happens to be a lot more things I need to do first.

"On her death-bed my mother said to me, 'My God. It's so short.' Of course, it was the sixties and I was wearing a mini-skirt so it's hard to know what she really meant."

I'm a little tired to answer responsibly right now. Will have a think.

I'm actually curious. I want to die to know how it feels. Of course, I am patient, I can wait.

I'm not afraid of dying, persay. I am comfortable in my beliefs and in an afterlife. I am afraid of dying in a painful, lingering manner from disease. I'd rather be hit by a bus than suffer the way my grandmother suffered this past year.

How??

Yes, I'm afraid of dying. I haven't accomplished any goals in my life. My life is full of nothing but regrets.

SpookyWriter said:

But you had sex once, yes? I'd be really pissed to die before losing my virginity.

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I can't say for sure, I was pretty drunk at the time.

Gee, I'm so glad I stopped by to read this crap just before bedtime. I'm sure to sleep soundly, now. Thanks, Spooky