As someone who dealt with a lot of death growing up, knowing so many people to pass from overdoses and car accidents, it became very easy to avoid it -- it was easier than talking about the fact that I was watching some people clowning around at school on Tuesday morning, and the next day they were just....gone. I even began avoiding funerals.
This honestly isn’t something I’ve reconciled, but as I’ve gotten older, had kids, and thought of the potential of simply not being here, I’m trying to become more comfortable, sitting with the idea of death.
Thank you so much for sharing this, Moth, and I'm so sorry that you've had to deal with so much grief in this way. I agree with you: I've spent much of my younger years avoiding the topic, too. It does feel less painful.
But I like how you've phrased this: "sitting with the idea of death." Sometimes reconciliing with death isn't an active thing, it's passive. Just sitting with it. Letting it become--if not a friend--then less of an adversary.
As someone who dealt with a lot of death growing up, knowing so many people to pass from overdoses and car accidents, it became very easy to avoid it -- it was easier than talking about the fact that I was watching some people clowning around at school on Tuesday morning, and the next day they were just....gone. I even began avoiding funerals.
This honestly isn’t something I’ve reconciled, but as I’ve gotten older, had kids, and thought of the potential of simply not being here, I’m trying to become more comfortable, sitting with the idea of death.
Thank you so much for sharing this, Moth, and I'm so sorry that you've had to deal with so much grief in this way. I agree with you: I've spent much of my younger years avoiding the topic, too. It does feel less painful.
But I like how you've phrased this: "sitting with the idea of death." Sometimes reconciliing with death isn't an active thing, it's passive. Just sitting with it. Letting it become--if not a friend--then less of an adversary.
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