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People are unafraid of death because they have divorced themselves from the concept of it. CMV.

Sorry if the wording of the title is unclear, I had difficulty coming up with a concise way of explaining this belief I've come to hold. What I mean essentially is that people don't really think about death on a deep level often enough to fear it. I've come to see people - walking around, going about their lives - as having expiration dates on them. It bothers me on a regular basis that I eventually will die. Being an agnostic, being dead to me will be the same as it was prior to having been born.

When I think about the idea of just "not existing" I get panic attacks. When I ask others about why it doesn't bother them that they'll die, I'm told that the only way to go about it is to enjoy your life and live. I'm convinced that people can be so non-nonchalant about their impending doom only because they either A. Have some religious belief where they're convinced that there's an afterlife or B. Simply don't stop to consider the idea that they won't exist in another 40, 50, or 60 years. 

There's also these hero stories, soldiers jumping on grenades to save their squad, people dying for a cause, etc. I've come to fear death so much that the idea of being "okay" with dying earlier than needed is completely inexplicable to me. I'm starting to believe that the reason these people are willing to sacrifice themselves is because they haven't truly spent the time thinking about what it would be like to not exist. To never breathe air, eat food, hear sounds, see things, think, ever again. Please CMV by showing me another reason for not having this constant fear of death so I can see this differently and not have it be on my mind all the time.
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“To be afraid of death is only another form of thinking that one is wise when one is not; it is to think that one knows what one does not know. No one knows with regard to death wheather it is not really the greatest blessing that can happen to man; but people dread it as though they were certain it is the greatest evil." 

Plato, in *The Last Days of Socrates*