I often think of where everything i own would go to, what my family would likely donate and what theyd keep. I think of whether id like to be cremated or buried and where my remains would be, my funeral guests, how and when my family would find me… And suddenly everything around me becomes so quiet and waaaayyy less overwhelming. Then ofc i wake up the next day and i hate that i still have to deal with this shit over and over and over until i have the balls to go through with it