Guest guest Posted August 12, 2011 Report Share Posted August 12, 2011 That is rather more difficult to handle when several people you know and love pass away in short succession. It just happens that way sometimes, I guess. Oddly, in my family, on both sides of the family, people tend to pass away on major holidays. Go figure. And I relate to your realization that you're OK with the idea of dying, yourself, not because you want to die, and not anytime soon, but that you're not *afraid* of dying because you've known inner happiness. That's the way I feel too. I used to be very upset at the idea of dying, but now, I think to myself, well, you know, if a comet strikes me tomorrow (or whatever) I feel that I've had a chance to have a very nice life; in the last few years I've been happier than in all my previous years, so, I'm OK with the notion that I am will shuck off this mortal coil sooner or later. -Annie > > So I have finally taken hold of my life, taken ownership of it, and I have found that I can generate my own happiness, even without being connected to my family the way society tells us to be. At the same time, people in my life keep dying and the anxiety it's causing is terrible. My grandfather died three days before I moved from CA to MT. A few weeks after I moved, a close colleague passed away unexpectedly. Then a few days ago, my grad school committee chair, a close mentor who shares the same birthday with me and had a prestigious career as a dancer(danced with Martha Graham back when her company was in its prime) died very unexpectedly after a strange infection that came on suddenly. In fact, the amputated her leg to try and save her but it didn't work. And now she's gone. And 5 minutes ago I got an email from my uncle that my grandmother isn't doing so well. > > Ever since my grandfather died, I've been trying to send her postcards and little notes regularly, hoping that they make her less lonely and to let her know that someone out there thinks about her. She lives in an assisted living facility, and I know she is lonely, but I do know that she enjoys boasting about her grandchildren (me and my brothers) so I try to give her stuff to talk about to her " friends " at dinner. I know that's a little weird but she's old and sweet and if she wants to talk about how proud she is of me then I'll give her plenty of stuff to boast about. =) > > I am so happy with myself and my life, but all these people keep dying and while their deaths certainly bother me, I feel faced with my own mortality. Before I moved, when I was in therapy, I was having those death fear panic attacks whenever someone mentioned death or I saw someone die on a tv show. What's weird is that I keep expecting to have a panic attack about all these deaths and about my own mortality, but I'm so happy with my life, I just can't be bothered. I feel like if I died tomorrow, I'd be okay with it, because I found that small thing that creates happiness. (Don't mistake me, I am happy to be alive and continue being so.) > > This is so weird, it's like I'm doubting my own contentment. I can't even trust my own happiness? Damn this being a KO business. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 12, 2011 Report Share Posted August 12, 2011 It sounds like you are handling all these changes in your life really well. And you're right: being a KO means all this death has you on edge. Even when life is going swimmingly, that's when I wait for the proverbial shoe to drop. Take a deep breath--hug yourself--you are doing just fine. Your awareness of what goes on around you is just hypersensitive. > > So I have finally taken hold of my life, taken ownership of it, and I have found that I can generate my own happiness, even without being connected to my family the way society tells us to be. At the same time, people in my life keep dying and the anxiety it's causing is terrible. My grandfather died three days before I moved from CA to MT. A few weeks after I moved, a close colleague passed away unexpectedly. Then a few days ago, my grad school committee chair, a close mentor who shares the same birthday with me and had a prestigious career as a dancer(danced with Martha Graham back when her company was in its prime) died very unexpectedly after a strange infection that came on suddenly. In fact, the amputated her leg to try and save her but it didn't work. And now she's gone. And 5 minutes ago I got an email from my uncle that my grandmother isn't doing so well. > > Ever since my grandfather died, I've been trying to send her postcards and little notes regularly, hoping that they make her less lonely and to let her know that someone out there thinks about her. She lives in an assisted living facility, and I know she is lonely, but I do know that she enjoys boasting about her grandchildren (me and my brothers) so I try to give her stuff to talk about to her " friends " at dinner. I know that's a little weird but she's old and sweet and if she wants to talk about how proud she is of me then I'll give her plenty of stuff to boast about. =) > > I am so happy with myself and my life, but all these people keep dying and while their deaths certainly bother me, I feel faced with my own mortality. Before I moved, when I was in therapy, I was having those death fear panic attacks whenever someone mentioned death or I saw someone die on a tv show. What's weird is that I keep expecting to have a panic attack about all these deaths and about my own mortality, but I'm so happy with my life, I just can't be bothered. I feel like if I died tomorrow, I'd be okay with it, because I found that small thing that creates happiness. (Don't mistake me, I am happy to be alive and continue being so.) > > This is so weird, it's like I'm doubting my own contentment. I can't even trust my own happiness? Damn this being a KO business. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 12, 2011 Report Share Posted August 12, 2011 Wow, so sorry to hear about all these deaths. I hope your grandma feels better. But..I'm SO happy for you!! It truly thrills me to see someone happy with their life. That's such a good thing! Hugs, Fiona > > So I have finally taken hold of my life, taken ownership of it, and I have found that I can generate my own happiness, even without being connected to my family the way society tells us to be. At the same time, people in my life keep dying and the anxiety it's causing is terrible. My grandfather died three days before I moved from CA to MT. A few weeks after I moved, a close colleague passed away unexpectedly. Then a few days ago, my grad school committee chair, a close mentor who shares the same birthday with me and had a prestigious career as a dancer(danced with Martha Graham back when her company was in its prime) died very unexpectedly after a strange infection that came on suddenly. In fact, the amputated her leg to try and save her but it didn't work. And now she's gone. And 5 minutes ago I got an email from my uncle that my grandmother isn't doing so well. > > Ever since my grandfather died, I've been trying to send her postcards and little notes regularly, hoping that they make her less lonely and to let her know that someone out there thinks about her. She lives in an assisted living facility, and I know she is lonely, but I do know that she enjoys boasting about her grandchildren (me and my brothers) so I try to give her stuff to talk about to her " friends " at dinner. I know that's a little weird but she's old and sweet and if she wants to talk about how proud she is of me then I'll give her plenty of stuff to boast about. =) > > I am so happy with myself and my life, but all these people keep dying and while their deaths certainly bother me, I feel faced with my own mortality. Before I moved, when I was in therapy, I was having those death fear panic attacks whenever someone mentioned death or I saw someone die on a tv show. What's weird is that I keep expecting to have a panic attack about all these deaths and about my own mortality, but I'm so happy with my life, I just can't be bothered. I feel like if I died tomorrow, I'd be okay with it, because I found that small thing that creates happiness. (Don't mistake me, I am happy to be alive and continue being so.) > > This is so weird, it's like I'm doubting my own contentment. I can't even trust my own happiness? Damn this being a KO business. > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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