I think it would be depressing to have someone watch me die, for me and for them. I would hope that no one needs to watch that.
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Ideally once I was old enough I’d say bye to everyone and head into a woods somewhere with whatever I needed for assisted dying. If I’m healthy enough, I’m willing to dig my own grave! Then a professional would come by to fill out the death certificate and plant a tree over me.
Expect to die alone, absolutely. Do I hope to die alone, absolutely fucking not. My life has been one miserable tragedy after the other. This fate has not been my choice.
Right there with you. May the stars find us both a better path before the end comes.
Nah, my wife will have to handle my loss, God willing. I’ve seen how grandmas and grandpas react to the passing of their better halves, women seem to handle it better. 🤷♂️
My grandfathers, uncles, and dad all married for life, outlived their wives, then died of grief within a couple of years.
Yet when I repeatedly tell my wife I’ll see her put in the cold ground before I cark it, this vexes her for some reason.
yeah i expect to die alone. i have no close family, just relatives who kind of tolerate me but think I’m disturbed because I am not a Standard American Male. Also can’t seem to find any romantic partners that last, just ones that hate me for not being a a doctor or finance bro of their dreams.
hopefully just drop dead one day in the woods doing what i love from a heart attack, and not wasting away mentally from alzheimers, which is my other most likely fate.
my grand parents died while sleeping. my dad died in a hospital choking to death from fluid in his lungs and heart failure, but not before letting me know what a disappoint I was to him. he was a piece of shit human being.
I won’t die alone, I’m going to jump off of a building downtown in a suit filled with candy when the time comes. King sized. The good stuff.
We’re born alone, and we die alone. This is a truth.
Came here to say this. Everybody dies alone.
I would prefer not to die alone. Not only for the company in probably one of, if not the biggest, scariest, event in someone’s life, but also because of the logistics. I’d hate to be going out, unable to move while laying on the kitchen floor, and desperately, deliriously, thirsty with 2 days worth of shit caked in my pants.
That said, if going alone seems to be the case, I’ll try to arrange things in advance and face it with some degree of stoicism.
Yeah I expect to die alone. I’ve had some romantic partners in the past, no kids, and one sibling with which I am on good terms with, but not particularly close. But by the time I die, it’s very likely I’ll have no one save for maybe a long distance friend or two.
Given the state of the world, I expect that if I am lucky/unlucky enough to reach my elder years (currently I am middle aged), I will experience worsening conditions as climate change and political turmoil makes resources more scarce and I become increasingly more feeble as my body and mind succumb to whatever fate has in store for me.
Long of the short of it is I don’t expect my death to be quiet or peaceful. Whether somebody is there or not at the end doesn’t really concern me. My legacy definitely doesn’t concern me.
That said, I’m sad that it’s likely I will have contributed jack shit to making this world a better place by the time I die (quite the opposite actually), and if there is a Hell, I won’t be surprised that’s where I’m going.
My soul is too quixotic, everyone else in the world would have to collectively decide that I should die alone before I gave up on myself. I’m definitely getting uglier but people were somehow dating me before so that probably isn’t likely to change.
What could possibly change is by the time I die will I still think being alone is the affliction I’ve believed it to be?
Wait, does everybody die together now?
I 100% expect to die alone.
I find a lot of these comments weird. They are talking about the moments - the weeks, months, and hours leading up to death. But death itself? Your vision goes dark. Your hearing stops. No sense of touch or smell or taste or balance. Just your sense of consciousness. The flame about to reach the base of the candle. There is no “if”. You will be Alone. You must face your death alone. There is no other way.
I, personally, will try my best to be prepared.
I’m going to answer what I suspect OPs question intends: do I expect to feel lonely and unloved when I die?
I hope not but that’s not my biggest fear about death. A hard truth is that in order to die, something bad has to happen. My fervent hope is that, whatever that bad thing may be, I don’t ever lose my mind, I don’t suffer terribly, and no-one else is traumatised or injured by that bad thing.
No, I asked what I meant. Simple question.
In that case, everyone dies alone.
I used to think people were afraid of dying alone because it would be embarrassing for no one to bother to show up for your death, but then I figured that’s probably not it because that would be really stupid. Now I’m not sure what’s behind it. Personally I feel like it would be really embarrassing for people to find my corpse.
I want to die in whatever magical way causes the least upset or disturbance to anyone I love… if that means alone, then sure… I am on my way out, my last moments don’t matter
