Hey Pandas, What Would You Do If You Found Out You Had A Day Left To Live? (Closed)

If I were you guys even though I posted this

I’d totally send a message to ten people that if they didn’t send the message to ten people, I’d die tomorrow.

You ALWAYS have "a day" left to live. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow might never come and all you have is today. BUT if I knew that the world would end tomorrow, I would gather my husband and son and all our dogs together [like this doesn't happen anyway] and love on them. Because, really, love is all you have.

Write a letter to my kids and husband telling them how much I love them and always will. Go to the sea and walk for a while, have a swim if it's warm enough. Really appreciate it. Go to sleep with the sound of the waves and hope to get washed away.

I'd probably tell everyone that's close to me. Knowing how time flies, it will probably take all day. Then with a final hour left, I'll kick back and just hang with my closest circle with a beer in my hand, talk, and try to keep everything as light as possible, you know, as if I won't die in an hour or so.

Kill myself. I'd just want to speed things up.

Eat whatever tf I want. I have a model-thin body and for some random reason, I'm completely obsessed with keeping it that way, even if I try to convince myself to take a break and have a pizza one day instead of a salad. If I have one day left to live, I'm sitting my ass down on the couch eating an entire tub of Oreo ice cream, a s**t ton of chicken sandwiches, sushi, and literally anything else just 'cuz I can.

MakingNutella pancakes, deleting my "Spicy" folder from the PC and play with my dog. Writing a letter telling specific people how much I liked them / hated them while listening to my favourite music. Near the end of the day I would walk to a bench on a hill with a beautiful view over my home village - and chuck some wine while waiting

Would probably spend that time with my family and closest people, as for the rest I really don't care, but at least I'd die knowing I was surrounded by my favorite people.

Panic attack, leading to a heart attack & die…probably the next day. A self-fulfilling prophecy..if I believe it.

Honestly I’d probably cry

1 day only?
So no real time to travel, spending your last day in airports and layover limbo…
Delete my own internet history first off, last day could be on a different time zone knowing my luck.
Spend a few hours setting up all account info and documents so the wife does not have to look or get locked out.
Dust off the insurance policy so it’s ready to go, schedule the insurance agent to call the wife in a few weeks “just because “.
Log into a job so the benefits pay double :)

Spend the day on Bored Panda requesting sympathy from well-wishers!

Settle some scores.
And have ice cream.

Grab my cat and rent the most amazing private jet, because worrying about paying for it is a moot point, and fly to Dallas to be with the people I love. While I'm there, the Airplane Museum in Addison has several vintage aircraft you can pay to ride in with incredibly experienced pilots. I'd take a ride in a Spitfire. (Bucket list)Then I'd play golf with my nephew and his dad. Spend as much time as I can getting to know my nephew's wife with everyone sitting around just enjoying the late evening.

I'd spend it at home with my close family and friends. And do something practical like pack up the stuff that needs to be donated. I would just want to be with the ones I love and soak up as much of thr day as possible.

spend my time eating my grandmas food- i cant think of anything else- lol

Ideally: attempt to sell as much of my stuff as possible, tell my best friend that all my money is to go to her, and then just wait.

Realistically: panic for the whole day

I'd just make peace at the end. I'd probably message my close friends (like three people) not about what's happening but just to say thanks. I'd probably just chill in the garden and listen to my favorite music and watch the clouds float by. I'd love it if rain fell so I can feel the beat of the drops on my skin for one last time before I go on that whatever awaits us.

I don't want to think about that. I cried thinking about beneficiaries. Certainly wouldn't be going to work, that's for sure. I'd spend my whole day with my daughter, take as much money as I can scrounge and we'd go on a trip to see the ocean.

Scream. Then write. And maybe do my homework as well. And after that clean my room waiting for death.