[wholinator2]

I sometimes had this experience as well. But i recently participated in and cared for my mother's end of life care. I'm pretty young to be doing something like that and it was the most horrifying thing i may ever experience, simply incomprehensible. Everyone was relieved when it was over, even her.

But instead of having known the terror of a slow painful death debilitating me, it's kind of done the opposite. It can get so bad that you're glad it's ending. And thank fucking God that it ends. Holy shit hell on earth exists for some people and death is the final freedom from the fire. I'm so infinitely grateful that it was able to end, it was such an immense relief, that it kinda broke that whole illusion of terror. I remember crying inconsolably to her when i was very young when i realized some day she would die. It was so scary, and that fear stayed with me up until i saw what real fear was. Now that the fear has passed, only i remain.

[mock-possum]

Thanks for telling me that, I appreciate it.