

I used to wonder about how my family and friends would react and what they’d do If I just stopped existing for one reason or another.
It’s a pretty “normal” thought to have when you’re depressed I think, and it’s what sends you further down the spiral. But yeah, even as someone who wants to believe in an afterlife, I wouldn’t want to know anything about what I left behind.



That’s like quitting Spotify now because you just realised it still doesn’t offer decent sound quality. It’s far from the only reason to quit using it and not a very good one.