My greatest fear?

That when I die, I will not be dead.

That there will be some form of afterlife.

What soothes me most is the thought of nothing, the idea that death comes and that’s it.

That everything stops, the light leaves, a body becomes nothing more than an object.

My fear is most people’s hope, and vice versa.

How unorthodox of me, hm?

I want to die and be dead; no thoughts, no feelings, no heaven nor hell— I crave the nothing and fear the possibility of continuity.