Death, musings upon.
I didn't know them, but the passing of a longtime furry figure who was only five years older than me, has me taking stock.
I find myself asking how the hell I would even inform everyone of my passing, because I've worked so hard to keep the barrier up between Offline Me and Online Me. For good reason - me and my family would endure genuine difficulty if word got out that I pretend to be a skunk lady on the internet, and that's just general background radiation. A targeted harassment campaign would destroy lives.
But this, feels like the cost of that; never letting the two mix, means I can never fully let someone into my life, and in turn, when I leave this life, I run the risk of being an empty spot that people always wonder about but never can confirm.
I suppose I could charge a few people with the task of informing everyone of my passing, but... what a grim request.
Or I could find somebody to love, but what are the odds of that?
re: Death, musings upon.
@aesmael Probably a good idea. There was a time I had a health scare where I left a note for my parents to open upon my passing. I should update it but give it to my sister.
