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Lisa Andradez's avatar

Martin had the same thoughts about his life as his father died at 53, once 53 passed it eased off, but I get that it is all consuming!! Sleep paralysis sounds horrendous! Great work on the poems, writing about it is bound to help a little! :)

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Donna Hays's avatar

I’m 69 and until May 5th of this year I was obsessed with my own death. On that day my partner of 14 years stood up, grabbed his chest, complained of pain, laid face down on the floor and never rose again. From that moment I stopped thinking about my death and started thinking about my life. I started thinking about how to do the things that might possibly extend my life and I started thinking about all the wonderful things I could squeeze into whatever time remains to me. Losing Michael was a devastating loss but he taught me so much-even in death.

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