It's not so much the number of people I've known who've died but that in nearly every case the person had died and for one reason or another I was not informed of it until much later in most cases, or a few days in other cases.
It left me with a really warped conception of death. I most cases I went about my day thinking that the person was alive and I would be planning to see them or I'd be writing them a letter that I intended to send, or just had the idea, "I should get in touch with them and see how they are doing."
So, I found out they had died, sometimes months earlier, but in my mind they were still alive and only a phone call away.
It leaves me thinking that people actually only exist in my mind.
https://www.theonion.com/world-death...ent-1819564171