I would want to know purely so I could spend the rest of my time not doing stuff I hate, and doing everything I've always wanted to, with the people I love.
So yeah... Even though I would become extremely depressed, I think by the end I would accept it! To an extent.
That is exactly what I was gonna say, thank you.
"...that incremental suicide of turning your life into a dream, to make being awake as similar to sleep as possible. Drowsily, lazily, dry-mouth your way through the day's ceremonies, fumble your way back into the dew-bather you never really left, draped in brown, brown now all around, the haze!" - Russell Brand on drug addiction.
"Si ma êkh gûndo piyiamásko...ándo bírto barruno. Bírto, bírto barruno."
Id wanna know, it would give me every reason to quit all the things that I do with veiw to the future, that I dont like, and concentrate on anything I wanted to do. Afterall there wont be any other consequences other than death, which you know about, can plan for, make sure you have a will nd all that and say goodbye, or get to know someone you have been too frightened to make contact with.
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i'd want to know.
my aunt died of lung cancer a year and a half ago.
she got to spend her last days with her family and say goodbye.
she died peacefully in her sleep after her youngest son read her a bedtime story and told her he loved her. (he was only 4 at the time).
if i ever got cancer i would spend the rest of my days with my family, friends and all the people who love me.
i would try and beat it.
but that doesnt always work.
my aunt only found out she had cancer 6 months before she died, she tried to fight it but it spread like wildfire and in the end 2 months after she found out she was just too weak to carry on fighting and going to chemo.
its hard to watch someone go through that.
but it is also the time to tell everyone you love that you love them and to help plan your funeral (wich my aunt did)
she was so strong and brave.
she never let it show just how much she was scared.
and im proud of her.
but yes i would want to know.
What progress, you ask, have I made? I have begun to be a friend to myself.