My first session at the psychotherapist was kind of ok. She's a woman in her early 50s I guess. Nice.
My brother and family were themes among others.
She said that death appeared pretty often in my life, yet as a child. I've never seen that as often as I think, that death belongs to life like birth. If there are people around you, they die some day. Earlier or later.
First death in my life was my greatgrandfather,
then my greatgrandaunt,
then my greatgrandmother,
then my grandmother (fathers),
then my boyfriend,
then my mother,
then my grandma (mothers),
then my cousin,
then my aunt,
then my father
and more deaths of collegues and other acquaintances in between.
Last death was last year, an (ex-)in-law only a few years older than I am.
Is that much? I don't know. Doesn't death happen to all families? Isn't that normal?
One day, I'm going to die as well. That would be normal too. I don't think that I'm afraid of death. It's going to be nice to be dead. Maybe not the process of dying, but afterwards.
10:09 am - November 10, 2011
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