i have complicated feelings on immortality because on one hand i think it’d be really cool to see how humanity changes over time, how music and language evolve, to explore new places, always learn new lessons, try new things, get to love and know so many different people, remember things that have been lost to time, know so much about history, and always get to learn new things about yourself/always get to see a different version of yourself cause you’re always evolving with time. but also at the same time, it’s terrifying and depressing because you know you’ll always lose people. in grief, you are haunted by the fact that everything is temporary, but you are not, and the people you loved are never coming back. you’ll never get to see them again because you and them are separated by their mortality and your immortality. there’s nothing you can do about it. your memories will probably get messed up due to living through so many different time periods, remembering things that have been lost to time and can never be recovered/nobody else remembers it, you’ll have a crazy amount of trauma from historical events that you can’t go to therapy for because no one will believe you lived through those events, if you see someone who looks like someone you knew 400 years ago you can’t tell them because they won’t believe you or will think you’re a stalker, so you have to keep walking and just assume they’re a descendant, and also because of how many humans will do anything to be immortal so if they find out you’re immortal they’re going to hunt you down and try to do experiments on you to see if the immortality is in your genes or blood and they’ll try to steal it for themselves.
For once I have nothing to add.
