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I’ve been having some conversations online with people going through similar experiences as I am with the fear of death.  A common thread is that people don’t understand why we are afraid.  I am not afraid of dying– the process of death.  I am afraid of what does or does not happen after my body, and presumably my mind, dies.  As I’ve pondered this many times, it seems like it is a fear of non-existence and a fear of the unknown.   We have no idea what all of “this” is.  I am defined by my awareness.  I a self-awareness that recognizes being a person in a world experiencing time and space.  All the rest are details, but essentially I am afraid of life as well as death because I don’t understand what I am, what this reality is, what and why is existence?  I love it, I just don’t know the purpose or what I should be doing to… I don’t even know– to thank whatever created me?  to continue being conscious?  I really love experiencing and I just don’t know what else to do.