I used to be afraid of dying. I would always lie awake at night in bed, staring at the ceiling, worrying. It took a long time before I got over it. I’m glad I did, because worrying about something - which I now realize isn’t a big deal - is a waste of time, and the life I was worried about losing.
It happened when I saw a special on TLC or some other channel. It was about this woman who had a rare blood disease, and she was terminal. At one… Continue