REWIND?? by KazukiX5

Fri, 13 May 2011 05:21:31 EST

argh...this can;t be...blogger had rewind themselves and...they also rewind all of the previous changes of my blog? now it's plain dull again!

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Missing You by HarleyBliss

Tue, 28 Apr 2009 09:05:08 EST

On this day three years ago, my husband's younger brother died suddenly. It was a great shock to all of us. We love you and miss you Pat.

It's Time to Go

Free Bird

Death & All his friends by euphoria

Tue, 21 Apr 2009 14:28:27 EST

Feels like this blog is off to a rather morbid start, but many of my thoughts have lately orbited around the topic... death.

Last week a friend of mines mother passed away, after over a year of sickness. And last month my grandfather passed away, and a couple of months before that another friends sister passed away.

So, it feels like there have been a lot of dying around me, and not very surprisingly it brings me to think about it.

It's weird, I never met my friends sister, I met my friends mother once and I rarely saw my grandfather.

Yet, their death upsets me. It's natural to be somewhat affected by it, since death suddenly has interacted with your reality and changed it. But nothing of this have made any difference for me, other than I suddenly am more careful about what topics I choose to joke about. But I guess that actually is good.

Well, I am upset about it, as I wrote. Or maybe I'm just blaming the anxiety I've been experiencing lately on those things. I get worried a lot, and I've been fighting anxiety and depression for about 5-6 years now, so maybe the presence of death makes me more fragile to anxiety as that is a way for the body to warn you.

And you are warned so you won't die, for whatever reason it may be.

My body and the reptile brain of mine, they are very afraid of dying. They want to stay alive.

And they refuse to relax when I ask those common questions. Why?

Why am I here? Why should I live?

Do I have a reason to?

Because often, those are just the good old existential questions. A way to figure who I am, since I am young and it is time for me to find myself.

But the search, and the questions the search demands. My body can't cope with them.

That's why there's therapy. Why there is music. Why there is art.

These thoughts give me a head ache.

Luckily there is coffee and Noah & The Whale to cure that.

Personal - Death & Dying Blogs on Artician

REWIND?? by KazukiX5

A Life to remember by zhenszel08

Missing You by HarleyBliss

Death & All his friends by euphoria