living life

two funerals in a week is enough to get your sprits down.
funerals alway bring back too many unpleasant feelings, memories and also, the sad fact that we will eventually say goodbye to our loved ones in time to come.

Which got me thinking...

I rather be selfish and die before my loved ones... and inflict the pain on them instead. I felt quite bad that this actually crossed my mind..

I rather distance myself from my loved ones, so when its time to say goodbye, it won't be that hard. This is rather impossible, knowing me.

And the latter is somehow related to relationships

Why get involve when you know it will end one day? Be it a breakup, or passing on? Isn't it harder when you get attached to a particular person or a thing (trust me, I totally am able to comprehend both) and to lose it after?

On the other hand, one may argue that even if it is meant to end, the process that you go through - the memories created, the happiness once present, the lessons (if any) learnt that mould you into a better person.... is priceless. But how many priceless but void memories you want to collect during your lifetime?

So at the end of the day, it boils down to whether the things gained from the process is worth the hurt, tears, anger and sadness felt when the curtains falls.