On Death and Moving On
Ever since I was little I鈥檝e had a very irrational fear of death. It is a concept and an act that I can鈥檛 seem to understand at all. What happens after? Do we still feel something? Where do we go? Most importantly, do I watch the ones I love suffer my loss? I recently saw a video, can鈥檛 remember where it was from, but it was a Tumblr post of someone saying that they imagined death as getting carried by your parents to your bedroom when you fell asleep on the couch watching a movie or playing videogames as a kid....