wow this really hit home for me..
when i was in 3rd or 4th grade i had lost my great grandfather. he had died in his sleep (he was also very old) and being that i was so young, my mom sat me down and told me that he died in his sleep. (she wasnt lying, but it was the best way for me to understand at the time) every single night after his death i had to ask my mom every night before i went to bed if i was going to die in my sleep. (years later, looking back on this i also realized i have very severe anxiety lol) i can only imagine the toll it took on my mom since i felt like i HAD to ask her every single night. it had also made it very hard on me if i wanted to sleep over a friends house, i still had to give her a call just to ask that stupid question when i was completely healthy! but finally a few years later i had an annual check up at the doctor and my mom told them that i kept asking if i was going to die every night and the doctor told me that i was perfectly healthy and wasnt going to die in my sleep. i guess the reasurance finally made me stop asking. (reasurance is still a hugeeeee thing for me to this day) but it def feels great knowing that i dont have to ask my mom every night if im going to die in my sleep at 21 years old now lol