I think the mythology of death really ran away with me when I was very young.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When my parents died, it became clear to me that there was an end in sight. Death was never a real thing to me. And then when that happened I realized I only have so many years left, if I'm lucky.
In families there is always the mythology. My father died when my kids were quite young still, and yet they still tell his stories. That is how a person lives on.
If you're going to be a myth or want to be a myth, you'd better die young.
Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me.
Death always seems to be around me.
I believe I encountered death, which was a bit too much for a seven-year-old.
When I was very young I was sort of floored by the fact that my mother and my father and everyone I knew was going to die one day, and myself too. I had a sort of a philosophical crisis. I couldn't believe that we were mortal.
I've worked very hard to become comfortable with how death works and why it happens. I now know that death isn't out to get me.
As a kid, all I thought about was death.
I came face to face with death at thirteen years old.