I’ve always been afraid of death…it disturbs me whenever I think of it. Where do you go ? What’s is going to happen after it ? Will I be aware I am dead ? I’m so afraid of being just an empty shell, just lying and that couldn’t even think and know I’m dead…
Even when I was a child, at the age of 5 or 6, I already thought of these questions, and it obsessed me all the time…

Well now thanks god, I don’t think of it, but whenever some things remind me of it, it goes again.