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This isn't going to be morbid, exactly, just some thoughts.
I've been thinking a lot about how as an epileptic, I am aware all of the time of how I could die at any moment. It could be SUDEP, or it could just be a seizure at the wrong place at the wrong time. I don't think that other people really understand this. I've been having seizures since I was thirteen, or twelve, that was a long time ago, the end of seventh grade, anyway, since then I have been aware of my own death. Also, my older brother died when I started high school. It was a new school, and I didn't know anybody. He was twenty. My remaining sister is fifteen years older than me. Now she is thirty-six, and my parents are just beginning their sixties. I am just beginning my twenties.
I feel old, and am thinking about how short life is. Especially compared to the entire span of existence. I don't mean human existence. Our existence, compared to the age of the universe, is so miniscule it's ridiculous. The entire age of the human race, compared to the age of the universe, is so miniscule it's ridiculous. Yet I feel old, because I am a human, and can only see what's in front of me, and I have an urgent need to leave something of myself behind, but what, is the question. I think all people feel that, that's why we reproduce even though babies are a pain. Just kidding, I love babies.
Has having this disease changed any of your perception of life and death? Do you prefer not to think about it?
Peace.
I've been thinking a lot about how as an epileptic, I am aware all of the time of how I could die at any moment. It could be SUDEP, or it could just be a seizure at the wrong place at the wrong time. I don't think that other people really understand this. I've been having seizures since I was thirteen, or twelve, that was a long time ago, the end of seventh grade, anyway, since then I have been aware of my own death. Also, my older brother died when I started high school. It was a new school, and I didn't know anybody. He was twenty. My remaining sister is fifteen years older than me. Now she is thirty-six, and my parents are just beginning their sixties. I am just beginning my twenties.
I feel old, and am thinking about how short life is. Especially compared to the entire span of existence. I don't mean human existence. Our existence, compared to the age of the universe, is so miniscule it's ridiculous. The entire age of the human race, compared to the age of the universe, is so miniscule it's ridiculous. Yet I feel old, because I am a human, and can only see what's in front of me, and I have an urgent need to leave something of myself behind, but what, is the question. I think all people feel that, that's why we reproduce even though babies are a pain. Just kidding, I love babies.
Has having this disease changed any of your perception of life and death? Do you prefer not to think about it?
Peace.