@Tersione I see.
Well, here's where I'm coming from: both my grandma and uncle died last year, in October and November respectively. She had dementia as a result of a stroke, while he had dementia as the result of removing a big chunk of his brain taken by a tumor.
I was with grandma a few hours before she passed away, and although she didn't recognize me or my mom, she wouldn't stop asking about us, where were we, if we were well fed (haha, she was living with us at the time, and used to try and overfeed us all the time). All of this as we were right in front of her. After she passed away, my uncle, who also couldn't recognize us most of the time, cried for hours after being told the news, and a few days later, passed on also. What I mean is, there wasn't a trace of dignity in any of these situations, but you ought to agree, there was love.
I had to spend whole weeks in this 3rd world country's public hospital (you can guess it was in a pretty rough shape), I had to attend my online classes while listening to other people with similar conditions to them, screaming and hallucinating right beside me. I did feel like it was unfair that I was the one having to deal with it all, but I assure you, they did not die as annoyances.
Up until that point, I also thought I didn't want to die old. But after seing my grandma being buried with a smile on her face, with the closest family attending to the funeral, while a LOT of people just waited outside in the street (social distancing), it made me want to live a fulfilling life like that, and create as much close bonds as she did in her lifetime.
I'm sorry if this was too long, I didn't write it out of self pity, i just wanted to share with you why I think the way I do. A!so, i get that that
@Tersione isn't a monster, and I'm sorry if it sounded like that was my interpretation, I just picked two sentences which I wholeheartedly disagreed with and criticised them.
