I cope by reminding myself that I’m gonna die whether or not I spend time and energy worrying about it. It took time for this thought to really sink in but these days it calms me. Like, I can let it eat me alive or not, and that’s the choice I do have, the thing I can control. The dying part is out of my hands, but I can still choose where to put my energy and I’m choosing not to put it into the black maw of the abyss.

I used to be extremely anxious about death. by meditating on this I can usually make peace with it. Psychedelics are not for me (sadly) so in case you’re in the same boat I figured I’d share.