Curiosity over fear. to be excited to eventualy die.
My entire life I have seen family and friends die. Not once have I felt ...sad.
Instead I felt jealous. I been more and more curios ,about what it is like to die each time I lost some one close.
Ive had family&friends blown up some torn up by bullets in Iraq/Afghan . I have had friends stabbed and shot in the streets of multiple states . I have had some family die the peaceful way, old and myust dropped. I even walked in a room after my best friend had hung him self.
I feel no sadness towards this, just jealousy. Is this normal?