The third time I felt death was close to us was the death of the younger brother of an old friend's boyfriend at a very young age.
The fourth time, was my favorite in the whole high school, the first best friend of the opposite sex, when he passed away.
The fifth time was when my grandmother died.
I sometimes fantasize about what would happen if I died one day, and how it would affect my relatives and friends around me. Sometimes thinking too much into the whole person is not good.
I'm not like Gus, I hope everyone remembers, I hope to live a different life, I just think that death is a scary thing, and belief can make death less scary.
From my own unhappiness, I think very little. There are many external reasons. We care, care, and even be willing to change ourselves to cater to people and ideas that don't really matter. We worry, but sometimes we don't worry about ourselves. We care, and sometimes we are a burden to others. Our words sometimes turn into criticism and blame.
I found that what I cared about was not worth caring about, I was always calculating, quantifying the love I received, maintaining that number, and trying my best. But now that I think about it, only the love of my parents and the love of my lover is the happiest thing in the world.
So for unhappy people, the advice this movie can give is to love your lover hard.
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