Arjanna van der Plas
- Jun 9, 2021
- 1 min read

WHAT USED TO FREAK ME OUT

Here’s what I want to share with you this week:

WHAT USED TO FREAK ME OUT

Death used to freak me out. A lot. As a teenager, I lost four people in a short amount of time. I remember attending the funerals, unable to stop crying because I felt all the emotions of the people around me. For a long time, I was afraid of death and the intense emotions that came with it - as most of us are (I wrote more about that here).

But when you think about it, isn’t it strange that we are all so afraid of death, while we know that we are all going to die?

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