- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Posted by: ObbiQuiet
Posted by: CommanderFox
Posted by: ObbiQuiet
I can never appropriately form to words my feelings on death whenever the subject comes up.
To say it blatanly makes me sound in denial or trying to sound 'cool' or 'tough', and to explain it realistically renders me speachless.
This may sound illmoral but since my dog died when I was 15 and my all three of my rabbits one after the other, I kind of have been decensitised by death, it will happen no matter what you do, say, think. So I just don't think about it and get on with my life.
Death will still get to you emotionally. Until you see family or close friends killed, you still haven't started to experiance the worst of death.
What you're talking about, though, was the first realistic stage of my views on death, though mine have changed even more.
When I first had an encounter with death I felt sad because I THOUGHT I should feel sad; and because I really wasn't. It took me a long time to realize this and to realize that nothing was wrong with me.
The only problem I had with death is that I never had a problem with it (not being dramatic, which I know is how it sounds - this is why I don't like talking about it, but I always give the impression I'm being a little drama whore).
I really did care alot for my pets, and still do. These discussions bring an unwelcoming sick feeling to my stomatch.
[Edited on 7/6/2004 8:58:41 PM]