Expect to die alone, absolutely. Do I hope to die alone, absolutely fucking not. My life has been one miserable tragedy after the other. This fate has not been my choice.

I expect to die alone. Hopefully fast and painless without noticing.

We’re born alone, and we die alone. This is a truth.

I won’t die alone, I’m going to jump off of a building downtown in a suit filled with candy when the time comes. King sized. The good stuff.

Death is generally an ugly business, and I am indifferent, alone or attended is ok. Just want you to know that finding a dead loved one is also traumatic, that happened to me. If people love you they will be sad when you die whether they are there for you or not. So if they want to help you at the end, I’d say let them.

Hope so. If that happens, it’ll mean my wife won’t have to. We only have each other and I wouldn’t want her to have to go through that.

It really depends on the manner of my death. If it was gruesome and tragic? Alone please. My family doesn’t need to see that.

Old and in my bed and knowing my death is coming? I want to be in my husband’s arms, I want my son to know I didn’t suffer.

Of course. That was it won’t make anyone sad.

Nah, my wife will have to handle my loss, God willing. I’ve seen how grandmas and grandpas react to the passing of their better halves, women seem to handle it better. 🤷‍♂️

I’m still young, but I think there is a non-zero and significant chance of me dying alone. Even the thought of it scares me. Also, I think it is a terrible thing for a child (no matter how old) to go through. Man, I’m never having kids, lol!

Ben Gibbard once said “Love is watching someone die.” And I agree. So, I hope not.

I would prefer not to die alone. Not only for the company in probably one of, if not the biggest, scariest, event in someone’s life, but also because of the logistics. I’d hate to be going out, unable to move while laying on the kitchen floor, and desperately, deliriously, thirsty with 2 days worth of shit caked in my pants.

That said, if going alone seems to be the case, I’ll try to arrange things in advance and face it with some degree of stoicism.

I expect to die alone, but don’t really care how it goes down. Life happens and then it doesn’t. No big deal.

I 100% expect to die alone.

I find a lot of these comments weird. They are talking about the moments - the weeks, months, and hours leading up to death. But death itself? Your vision goes dark. Your hearing stops. No sense of touch or smell or taste or balance. Just your sense of consciousness. The flame about to reach the base of the candle. There is no “if”. You will be Alone. You must face your death alone. There is no other way.

I, personally, will try my best to be prepared.

Wait, does everybody die together now?