Maybe I'm just weird, or maybe I'm insane. Maybe I'm just playing too many violent video games. But I can't get a grip on death. My grandma died when I was 7...I was hurt...but got over it. I try to realize she's gone, forever...but I can't realize the death. Maybe I've just played too many violent video games, and take death for granted...but I'm really starting to care. I tell myself, over and over, death is when life ends, be it natural or human-caused. I believe it, but I can't get it through to myself that you DIE! Maybe you don't understand what I'm saying...but I just can't seem to understand it. I can't realize that killing someone is the end of their life. I say it, I think it, but I just can't get it THROUGH TO ME! Does anyone else have this problem, or am I just a freaking psycho? Please tell me! I NEED TO KNOW!

Playing violent video games should not alter your view of death, unless you're quite impressionable.

I used to think about death, but then I realized it would be easier just to live forever. Hey, if Ray Kurzweil can do it, then so can I.

Same with me Zloc, sometimes a death just doesn't have the grief effect... it didn't with one of my grandmothers... I can't help it. Just getting on with life is the only thing you can do.

I would say that no one can truly get a grip on death or accept it completely. That's why even after we've been on this earth for as long as we have and people die every day and it's a part of living, we still are afraid of it.

I think it ultimately boils down that we were created to be eternal beings, and that death scares us because it goes against our eternal nature.

the punishment for sin is DEATH.

If death is the end, then who cares? You won't be around to experience anything from the time of your death onward.

If death isn't the end, then fine - it's not the end.

I know what you mean, Zloc. I've felt the same way myself. For me, anyway, I think it's part of a larger issue -- the divide between the inward, mental state, and the outward, physical state. Sometimes my inner thoughts and feelings, etc, feel more real than the external world. When something unusual happens in the external world (like being involved in a car accident, or meeting a celebrity), I often have to remind myself: "This is real, this is actually happening. The external world has changed, and there is no way to un-change it."

If you're big on the Meyers-Briggs personality index, it's a trait common to INTJs, apparently.

People handle death in different ways. How close you are to a person and how old you are are going to affect how you handle someone's death as well.

the only times i've questioned death and **** is when i've had my blood taken....i pass out, yet it happens so fast i can't remember the exact time i go blacked out. then i wake up and it's all like snapshots flashing in front of me of the people, distant voices, etc. and i'm nearly hyperventalating cause i'm breathing so hard. that's happened 3 times last year. stupid blood tests.

first time it happened the nurse was all trying to find a vein, so i had to use one of those stress balls, and she got me, i watched the needle thinking it wouldn't be so bad, it hurt a little i started to get a little dizzy, then i told her 'i think i'm going to pass out...i'm going....' and i wake up ON THE FLOOR face-up, but i can't feel anything, my eyes can't move, and all i see is snapshots of people and i hear voices asking me questions like my name, i respond quickly and then i ended up passing out again my stomach/liver/pancreas or whatever hurt and i woke up again the same, then my eyes were able to move....the drug test was after the blood test, and i guess i couldn't hold it. they tried to send me to the hospital but i refused cause i was feeling better after a 30 minute rest and recovery.

i get to reception at ft leonard wood, mo they decide to give me a blood test....so yay. i think 'piece of cake!' but am pretty nervous, so i turn my head as i was told the reason i passed out last time was because i looked...and BAM
second time it happened.
i remember before waking up, i "thought" i was dead and was trying to communicate through the wahteveritscalled to my MOM that the doctors were giving me shots (at the time i thought i was on my way to heaven or hell cause i couldn't feel anything) anyways i think i screamed 'MOM THEY'RE GIVING ME SHOTS!!!!!!!!' quite loud. (the damn recruiter said there wouldn't be another blood test after reception!!!) when i woke up i was very tingly like pins and needles and i nearly hyperventilated.


it was scary because it was totally not like i was asleep, i remember waking up and it's like before i'm completely "there" i think i'm awaking in heaven or the matrix.

the last time it happened I had a hepatitis b shot, but a good amount of blood squirted out when they gave the shot (i could feel it leaking), i didn't look...i kept telling everybody what i thought was gonna happen...then when i woke up, saw a drill sgt staring at me, i screamed 'HOLY ****!!!!' in front of an audience of about 150. hehe it was classic matrix moment.


so yeah, i'm definetely not donating any of my precious blood.

as for other people dying.....i've been to 2 funerals, my grandma on my mom's side and great grandma on my mom's side died within a year of eachother when i was 12.
that sucked. the first was pretty hard for me cause i didn't see the reality of it til i entered the viewing, scared the **** out of me...it was sad. second was the hardest for me (my grandma) cause we were very close, i remember staying over at her house and she'd always get me stuff and we'd go yardsaling very kind person to everybody.

as for death right now...been a while. =\ but i think i would snap if any of my family members (mom, dad, sister) died.

To solve your problem, you could just become religious. Then death would just be the passing from this world to the afterlife - whatever you believe. Would ease the whole thought of death since there isn't the true die and that's it.

But yeah, death can be a very weird concept to the brain if you just sit down and think about it. Don't go down that road to that much though, as it can lead people to depression.

Ex: You feel like no matter what you do in life, once you die it's all worthless. So you get depressed...

Ex: You realize others will treat your death the same way you treat others. Your friends sad for a short time, family a bit longer, but they live and move on. Eventually you're forgotten. You get more depressed...

Eventually, you just have to accept it and realize that death is unavoidable. If you're religious, you have all that to believe in. Otherwise, death is simply that. You cease to be - time passage will stop for your point of view and there is nothing else.

Just imagine yourself going to sleep, and never waking up agian. Then have fun trying to make yourself go to sleep tonight. :p


Sure, maybe death is hard to fully grasp. But try contemplating life... as in, not yet existing. That's more difficult to understand (for me, anyway).

What's wrong with nonreligious people believing in an afterlife, Demon_Nightmare? I fit in that category myself.

You know, a religion doesn't necessarily need to have a deity associated with it. There are several African religions like that.

My father was murdered. So yeah, my life has been affected by it. To me Death is the ultimate proof of Life. Without the other what's the point to the other? If we live forever, what's the point of ambition, and if we don't live at all, we can't really die can we?

I'm way more goth than all of you.

I'm so goth, even my house plants have a low self esteem, are fat, and dress in all black.

The_Lost_One, you might be allergic to Stainless Steel. I am. Any time stainless steel comes in contact with my blood stream, I pass out.

However, I don't think they use stainless steel in needles a whole lot any more. I've given blood with no problems several times now (with out even getting light headed...this coming from someone that gets light headed from standing up too fast).

Anyhow, just thought it might something to consider.

True Freelancer - I guess I should've rephrased it 'believe in an afterlife'.

My fault - just seemed easier to say 'be religious' at the time.

Maybe you're paying too much attention to the Daily Mail...

well, I just now checked this thread again because I didn't egt online last night and I must say, thanks for the...ideas I guess. It was really bothering me that death was something I couldn't grasp, and thought maybe I was just insane or...something. I've thought about it, and I AM a Christian fyi Demon_Nightmare and after thinking it through a BUNCH of times...am pretty sure that Heaven and Hell exist. Maybe I can't grasp death because of my age...maybe it's just a hard concept for people to understand...but whatever the problem is for me, I think I'll just get on with life, just not thinking about death too much and just living life...or something like that I guess. Just thanks for your ideas guys, they've really sparked some ideas for me