I do think about it more as time goes by. When I was younger and my mom saw that I never took joy or happiness from what was around me and recognized that I was not happy being on Earth or alive. I could be pleased that good happened to others, at times because I helped others, but not once did I have or feel it for myself. I don't feel that my life has mattered to me, for me. Being selfish there. Even every picture from youth to adulthood I never smiled beyond the courtesy smile most share, not ever smiling for myself and that I enjoyed my time living. I have shared a picture or two with others here, my expression is more whatever happens just happens, just like shit. She did ask two things of me:
Never do anything while she still lived. Easy to do, she was always kindly to me, wanting the best for me and my brother and was good hearted to others. Check.
Never be type that took things out on others and decided that other people should suffer also. She never saw malice in me unless someone did me wrong, so Check.
After my nephew, her only grandson, was born to never do anything while he was still a child and maybe think he could have done something different or better like something may be his doing or his fault somehow. He is now 26, a fine young man and enjoying his life.
She always put it as WHEN you do, not IF you do.
With my recent within the past year health issues, continuing and going forward I admit that I do not have to work to live. I can go anytime I feel it is right. That scale is tipping more quickly now to the when aspect.