Is it normal that i have a death fetish?
Let me explain, I am totally not a necrophile. Corpses are really unpleasant. But at some time in the past I really hated everything related to life-cycle (excrements, snot etc.) so that I couldn’t read books with woman characters, think about women without thinking about toilets and stuff, but then I overthought it (after all everything is made of elementary particles) so that now I don’t really think about, but somehow I developed a new fetish, a fetish for death.
And it’s really about the moment of a beatiful creature losing its soul. I don’t know, it just feels so romantic when she is giving off her last breath. I even asked my friend about some romance novels with female characters dying because this plot has to be beutiful. So this is strange, I think