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I think what it really boils down to is people aren't so much afraid of death and what's next...they are afraid of how they will die, and if they die will this thing we call life be it...and nothing more..all those chances to be "something" or "someone" are gone.
I remember being a young adventerous guy and I used to tell people I could die right then knowing I had lived...and I meant it. Death did not bother me.
Then I became complacent in life. Started going after that thing called security and found out it doesn't really exist..there's only so much we can control...and that's when I started having anxiety attacks.
I went through a whole period of my life where all I did was fear dying.
I equated that with death...because I sure as hell wasn't living.
So I started to live again...moved away from my home state again...it rejuvenated some of that zest I had for life.
I've taken upon myself to add some more things to my life recently that spice things up...and I feel like I'm back on that path to not worrying so much about dying due to lack of living.
The only thing I really have concerns about now is how I will die...will it be painful etc. And leaving my nieces without the security they need in their lives.
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