i'm an effigy, a parody, of who i appear to be

[ivyology]

I realized something last night, while waiting for sleep.

I am terrified of death. Of dying. Terrified.

I suppose acknowledging it is the first step and all, but - I don't exactly know where to go from there. There is no way that I can think of to get over a fear like that. Which, really, is probably why I'm so afraid of it, no? The ultimate unknown.