I think it would be depressing to have someone watch me die, for me and for them. I would hope that no one needs to watch that.
You must log in or register to comment.
When that time comes; I expect to die because I’m alone. I do too many stupid things when no ones looking.
Expect, yes. Hope? No.
It really depends on the manner of my death. If it was gruesome and tragic? Alone please. My family doesn’t need to see that.
Old and in my bed and knowing my death is coming? I want to be in my husband’s arms, I want my son to know I didn’t suffer.
Expect to die alone, absolutely. Do I hope to die alone, absolutely fucking not. My life has been one miserable tragedy after the other. This fate has not been my choice.
Right there with you. May the stars find us both a better path before the end comes.
Nah, my wife will have to handle my loss, God willing. I’ve seen how grandmas and grandpas react to the passing of their better halves, women seem to handle it better. 🤷♂️
My grandfathers, uncles, and dad all married for life, outlived their wives, then died of grief within a couple of years.
Yet when I repeatedly tell my wife I’ll see her put in the cold ground before I cark it, this vexes her for some reason.
Probably…
yeah i expect to die alone. i have no close family, just relatives who kind of tolerate me but think I’m disturbed because I am not a Standard American Male. Also can’t seem to find any romantic partners that last, just ones that hate me for not being a a doctor or finance bro of their dreams.
hopefully just drop dead one day in the woods doing what i love from a heart attack, and not wasting away mentally from alzheimers, which is my other most likely fate.
my grand parents died while sleeping. my dad died in a hospital choking to death from fluid in his lungs and heart failure, but not before letting me know what a disappoint I was to him. he was a piece of shit human being.
Ben Gibbard once said “Love is watching someone die.” And I agree. So, I hope not.
My soul is too quixotic, everyone else in the world would have to collectively decide that I should die alone before I gave up on myself. I’m definitely getting uglier but people were somehow dating me before so that probably isn’t likely to change.
What could possibly change is by the time I die will I still think being alone is the affliction I’ve believed it to be?
Yeah I expect to die alone. I’ve had some romantic partners in the past, no kids, and one sibling with which I am on good terms with, but not particularly close. But by the time I die, it’s very likely I’ll have no one save for maybe a long distance friend or two.
Given the state of the world, I expect that if I am lucky/unlucky enough to reach my elder years (currently I am middle aged), I will experience worsening conditions as climate change and political turmoil makes resources more scarce and I become increasingly more feeble as my body and mind succumb to whatever fate has in store for me.
Long of the short of it is I don’t expect my death to be quiet or peaceful. Whether somebody is there or not at the end doesn’t really concern me. My legacy definitely doesn’t concern me.
That said, I’m sad that it’s likely I will have contributed jack shit to making this world a better place by the time I die (quite the opposite actually), and if there is a Hell, I won’t be surprised that’s where I’m going.
Wait, does everybody die together now?
I 100% expect to die alone.
I find a lot of these comments weird. They are talking about the moments - the weeks, months, and hours leading up to death. But death itself? Your vision goes dark. Your hearing stops. No sense of touch or smell or taste or balance. Just your sense of consciousness. The flame about to reach the base of the candle. There is no “if”. You will be Alone. You must face your death alone. There is no other way.
I, personally, will try my best to be prepared.
I’m going to answer what I suspect OPs question intends: do I expect to feel lonely and unloved when I die?
I hope not but that’s not my biggest fear about death. A hard truth is that in order to die, something bad has to happen. My fervent hope is that, whatever that bad thing may be, I don’t ever lose my mind, I don’t suffer terribly, and no-one else is traumatised or injured by that bad thing.
No, I asked what I meant. Simple question.
I used to think people were afraid of dying alone because it would be embarrassing for no one to bother to show up for your death, but then I figured that’s probably not it because that would be really stupid. Now I’m not sure what’s behind it. Personally I feel like it would be really embarrassing for people to find my corpse.
