Any of you guys afraid of dying/ageing? If not, how do you make peace with it? Bonus points if you state if you're religious or not.
I recently started working as a Physical Therapist and have been at it about 9 months now. I mostly work with geriatrics, and recently I've been having troubling thoughts of dying and ageing. I know staying active can delay it, but it can't prevent it.
The fact that my body will wither away and become too weak to function enough to enjoy things scares me. Worst of all, all of it ending really starts freaking me out. Knowing I'll live a good chunk of my life with my parents dead kills me inside too.
>friends die
>parents die
>wife dies
>kids don't want to take care of an old man
>grandkids bored around you
Were we meme'd into living long bros?
Get used to solitude. That is true peace.
You're biased because the people you see as a physical therapist require physical therapy. Think about how your family members who passed went out compared to who you see at work. At least for me they were all walking around and doing everything on their own until a few weeks at the end where they were on hospice and surrounded by family.
i don’t wanna die bros
The bits that scare me are dying without making things right with God because I am a lazy prick that doesn't go to church and copping something like dementia.
The thought of dying in itself is mostly comforting to me.
Anon the whole thing about christianity is that youre able to have a personal relationship with god as opposed to relying on some special clergyman
Funny how 99% of christians ever missed that message
>afraid of dying?
no
>afraid of aging?
no
Ageing is a gift given to too few.
As a PT you're uniquely equipped with a knowledge of the body and its mechanics, how to treat wounds and injuries (even chronic injuries), and how to strengthen yourself in every facet.
You have all the cheat codes for how to age gracefully, and all you have to do is exercise to implement them.
Of course there will still be things outside of your control by why worry about something you can't change? Use what you learn from your patients experiences to soften the blow.
>Worst of all, all of it ending really starts freaking me out. Knowing I'll live a good chunk of my life with my parents dead kills me inside too.
If and when you have kids of your own, you'll know that the only thing you care about is whether or not your children are happy. The last thing you'd want is for a kid to spend their life immobilized because of stress or anxiety.
If your parents are still here, don't let the thought of them gone get in the way of enjoying them here and now. And if they're already gone, take what they've given you and pay it forward.
Many are called but few are chosen, that was always the deal.
Even in the New Testament there are tons of examples of Christians and entire congregations that had to be set straight because their hearts weren't in it.
The world only exists with me in it, when I move on it all ends.
solipsism is an interesting take till you ask them to explain the mechanics of an automatic transmission
YOU ARE NOT THAT WHICH DIES
I am actually 100% okay with dying. I grew up very religious but am not anymore. I have already wrote a manifesto and instructed my 3 sons to kill the elites. I have done everything I wanted sexually to my wife. I have given my family a nice home and property to hunt and garden on that they can maintain if they do choose. I have worked my ass off and I have gotten gains and set a good example for my sons. I’ve taken out a large life insurance policy and I have lived a good life. Met some cool people. Cranked some tunes. Ate some baller meals. At this point I could keep living but I’ve done it all. I am truly blessed. My advice to other anons is tell your wife all the things you want to do to her sexually and raise strong young white children and lift and hunt and garden.
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>Any of you guys afraid of dying/ageing?
I dont think about anything farther than next week
not for myself, but for my parents
the realisation that they're getting old is not fun
>visit grandpa
>grandpa sitting outside in chair
>tears start streaming down my eyes
>say, "Grandpa, I just want you to know I love you . I have always looked up to you."
>grandpa replies, "I... am... proud... of... you..." and gives thumbs up signal
>give thumbs up back.
>damn onions making my eyes water
>go inside
>mfw aunt, grandma, and wife stare at me bawling
>make excuse about it being hot outside
>go upstairs, change shirt, wipe eyes
Holy frick anons. Toughest thing I ever had to say to a family member. My dad died in an accident a decade ago and I never got to say good bye. Watching my grandpa get old, weak, nearly deaf, barely able to speak, and suffer from dementia is brutal.
Aging is a horrible curse that we all have to live with. A couple years ago my grandpa died, and the last time I saw him he was almost entirely unable to speak. He was supposed to be flying out to live with my aunt but that day I knew with absolute certainty I'd never see him alive again. I told him I loved him and he managed to tell me the same with a lot of difficulty, and that was it. He was hospitalized a couple days later after he flew out to meet my aunt and passed away shortly after.
Why am I crying you fat bastard
I don't want to die, but I'm going to regardless of what I want. So I don't really dwell on it, because I'd rather use my conscious hours to live out life rather than focus on its end.
Problem is my mother habituated the prayer that has the line "if I should die before I wake" in it. Thinking about death is a bedtime routine. Frick.
I don't know anon. It's inevitable. I honestly believe it should be something we contemplate daily. I can't stop death. I only hope there isn't too much suffering before then.
I hope the suffering I experience is more struggles or obstacles I choose to overcome as opposed to the external catastrophes trying to take me out. I don't know why we live only to die, but I do know I feel amazing when I accomplish goals I set. Maybe that's God, you know? Like, why do I like what I like? Why do I want to run faster and be stronger? That's what I focus on more than being hung up on death.
>Any of you guys afraid of dying/ageing?
Currently? No.
But I think anyone who, broadly speaking, says they're not is either lying or delusional. Should you accept it gracefully? Sure, but I'm not convinced denial is the way to go about that. Acceptance is, and it doesn't mean you stop being afraid of death, it means that you accept it will happen one day and get over it, like, if you almost get into a car crash your sympathetic ns will still go nuts, but you won't ruminate about it in your day-to-day.
death is the only reason life is worth living
chase your dreams while you can
Unironically meditation helped me with it. At some point I just realized that everything is impermanent and somehow I just managed to accept and integrate it. It made generally more enjoyable too because I don't get too attached to how things are or supposed to be but can just enjoy them for what they are in the moment.
I guess it's kind of a modified Buddhism perspective, I mostly worked with the book the mind illuminated because I have autism and it's a very structured approach to meditation.
It's not an issue once it happens
no, i probably wont die for a while and by then we'll have sorted some shit out if the monkeys dont take over the planet
What happens when we die? Is it really the end?
It's the return to what you were before being born.
Afraid so
Maybe it'll be nice
Dying is natural and inevitable. Being afraid of it serves no purpose.
Dying will complete you, don't be afraid. Just be sure to live fast instead of a uselessly long life.
Too busy thinking about how to be better now. After a heavy depression i'd rather be old than hanging by a thread above suicide pit.
I don't think about dying a lot and I have completely accepted it however it terrifies me when I think about it. It's just nothingness, it's over, the eternal black I can't describe it but you're just gone, shit's terrifying. I had a bout of minor seizures recently and the first one I had was the first time in my life I ever thought I was about to die. I've done so much stupid shit as a kid, broken bones, had operations etc but I was sitting at my computer and felt what I thought was a brain aneurysm and I legit thought it was over for me and I know what people mean now when they say their life flashed before their eyes. I can't explain it but it really makes you feel fragile and insignificant, I don't think anything else can give you that feeling.
Other than that though I don't think about it, as another anon said, I don't really think beyond next week.