Fear

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The thing I fear most is death.

Ironic, because I'm a Christian, and that's one thing we're supposed to be confident about. It's supposed to be something to look forward to, going to heaven and everything.

I don't fear the actual ACT of dying, but rather what comes later. I have this lingering fear that after you die, you're either:

• sent into a black abyss of nothingness for eternity, doomed to eternal boredom, or...
  
• your memory is wiped clean and you restart life as another person without even realizing it
  

It's just really daunting to think that when you die, you face an eternity somewhere else...and where this somewhere else IS, you don't even know what it's like!

Sometimes I just want to curl up into a little ball and be a hermit. Like today.