Living like we’re dying.
I’m pretty sure most of us have heard that phrase being thrown around. Especially during times of stress or when people give you advice.
They would say, “We should live like we’re dying because we will never know when we’re going to die.”
“You might not have another chance, GO LIVE LIKE YOU’RE DYING!”
But, is it right for us to live like we’re dying? Is it even possible for us to live like our lives are in a constant struggle?
That would lead to some really bad choices, wouldn’t it?
I mean, in the case of terminal illness whereby the doctor tells you that they don’t know how long you have left or that you only have X months left, wouldn’t the phrase, “Living like we’re dying” have a more legitimate reason?
However, in actual fact, even healthy people like us don’t really know how long we have left. The unexpectedness of death is just inevitable. Should we then lead our lives as if we’re dying?
Maybe there is a balance to be struck here. A balance between enjoying ourselves like it is our last and a balance of making rational decisions.
But to figure out which spectrum of ‘living’ we should be is a case-by-case basis.
Ultimately, we need to get used to the idea of death and how real it is. This does not me acclimatise ourselves, to numb ourselves of the idea of death, but instead to accept it as the inevitability of life itself, to know that it is happening and find comfort that everyone till the end of time will experience it with you.
P.S. I guess the fear of death stems from the fear of missing out (FOMO). We fear that by dying we might miss out on a lot in this world. We fear that we might leave this life without truly living, without truly experiencing the fullness and wholeness of life.
To accept that is something that I will let you ponder on.