I've always felt like I should be spending every waking moment with my family, because they are the only ones whose deaths I really care about. I need to have them with me all of the time because i'll regret every second spent with anybody else once they're dead and gone from me forever. What am I doing? They'll all die, and i'll begrudge every moment that wasn't spent with them! I really don't think that I have it in me to do this. Everybody would say that you need to break off eventually, but what if some people die when they move away? What if I am a person who can't even function physically without my sister? Everybody thrives differently, and what if I am that person who dies? I can hardly breathe. This feels so dreadfully wrong.