> I'm not saying I wouldn't otherwise enjoy my last 30 minutes alive, but to not feel > horrible for all the experiences you, your wife, your kids, etc will no longer > share....
They won't miss anything, you won't miss anything. You've all reached the end together, survived to the final curtain. There's no you or they beyond. You'll be no more a thing than the characters in a book you haven't read. Oh, now wait, that line was a bit sad. Those poor unread books.
...Unless you believe your consciousness goes on. In which case you likely believe those consciousnesses go somewhere.
For instance, in the US you might believe you all go live together forever in a place where they've inexplicably chosen to pave the clouds with metal.
> you'd have to be a soulless bast not to feel that pain.
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