At what point does a person realize they’re dying?

One of the most mind boggling questions, when does a person finally realize that they’re dying. When does a person accept the fact that they’ll be gone one day and try to make up for all the time they have wasted on trivial things?

I hope that for you, whoever you are, you find a way to make peace with this knowledge once it finally hits you. I hope that you don’t feel as though you’ve wasted your life hoping one day things would get better and they never did. I hope that your mind can finally find a way to be at ease with your decisions and choices in life.

But most of all please know you’re never alone in these thoughts. This monstrous anxiety provoking feeling is in all of us, sometimes, it’s just buried a little deeper.

“Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange.”