I have this irrational belief in reincarnation. I am trying to shake that belief. No scientific evidence for it and I respect science. But I have talked to many people who state they remember past lives. They come from all walks of life, all ethnic groups and do not have a history of delusions or mental health issues ... and so, I persist in thinking that the energy produced by my brain and body does not go away but takes on other forms ... and one form is reincarnation. I hope I can shake this weird belief. When I am gone, I hope I am really gone.

I'm honestly not scared of death for me but I know that it will hurt those I love and that scares me

Absolutely!!!

Dear people - "seeing as we know that death is indeed the end for us"
How can you be certain of something you have never experienced?
I have experienced it. Twice. It's not the end of your essence.

Death is just the last part of life. I liken it to going under before an operation....just relaxing and going with the flow. I am living a full life and don't see the need to fret it's end.

mortally

Hell yes.

I'm not afraid to die, but like others have said, I don't want to die before my time.

Be happy that you had these wonderful people in your life. I'm not scared of death. Perhaps the dying part might hurt but not actually death.

Not yet but I suppose I will be when I'm look death in the face.

I'd prefer to die peacefully, heck if diagnosed with late stage cancer there's a good chance I'm trying every drug I can get my hands on then go skydiving.

A great philosopher said something great once watch this video. I couldn't answer this question in finer words

I will echo the sentiments of the previous commenters and say that possible pain associated with dying or a prolonged a debilitating illness before it happens scare me more than the idea of not existing. I also don't like the idea of not being around my loved ones. Death is akin to leaving the party that is still very much alive so it makes me sad that at some point I will need to leave and let my family go on without me. But besides that I don't find anything scary about not existing.

DEATH rides a pale horse, and apparently likes cats. I'm not afraid of anyone who likes cats.

No. Just that I'm not in pain when I die. My late friend Chris died 3 times. The last time was final. His pace maker kicked in the first 2 times. He said he didn't remember anything except it felt like he got kicked in the chest by a mule. No perly gates. No pits of hell. I am scared of dying at a young age, and leaving my friends and family behind to suffer the loss.

I don't fear being dead - after all, it will be an absence of existence, the events of life having become as transient and lost as the vivid dream that we've forgotten having by the time we wake. I do fear the process of dying. During a long twilight of the mind, a months-long depressive interlude I couldn't shake, the contemplation of what the psychiatric community rather blithely refer to as "suicidal ideation" (together with that other sunnily evasie term, "anhedonia", which has always sounded to me like the name of a rather pleasant suburb of Narnia) was a constant. The thought of jumping from a fatal height or, as the darkness progressed, a bullet in the head were, funnily enough, too final. Go figure. In the end, inertia won out and I lived on.

I fear the dying process. Getting old, and worn out. Unable to care for myself.

I’m counting on a sudden death from one of our many human conditions to keep me from experiencing this process.

It's part of life, the last big adventure. I'm terrified and at peace with it; but in no hurry and don't need pushing!

I used to be scared of death but now I am more comfortable with it. Its the fear of an accelerated and perhaps agonising process rather then the actual death that scares me.