“If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.” - Winnie the Poo

It’s a widely used quote but, am I the only one who finds it a bit selfish?
I would want to die last so they’d never have to live without me.  Even thinking about being alone like that is unbearable so why would I want to let someone else, my love nonetheless, go through something like that?  I just don’t understand.

I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that.  That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years.  Or just not exist.  Or just not be aware that you do exist.  Or something like that.  I think wanting that is vey morbid, but I want it when I get like this.  That’s why I’m trying not to think.  I just want it all to stop spinning.  If this gets any worse, I might have to go back to the doctor.  It’s getting that bad again.