Believe it or not, the exact same thoughts used to obsess me for years and years. I was angry at the fact that I didn't ask to be born, but now I was alive so that meant that I would have to die, too. And I just couldn't understand how i could feel so alive, but one day, everything would just stop. I even talked to my old psychologist about it. He told me a story about three men in a canoe, floating down the river towards a huge waterfall. Um...hah I can't remember the exact story, but basically, they were already fucked, so why not enjoy their last moments. I'm not really sure how and when I finally got over the fear of death, but trust me, if I can do it, you can too! No one wants to die, really. But it's a part of life. Life isn't life without death! They are the foils of each other. And life wouldn't really be as meaningful if you just lived on and on and on...That's why you have to make the most of what you have while you're still here. So instead of focusing on the fact that you're going to die someday, and not have your wife and son, instead, enjoy your time with them now! Live it up and don't think of death as so much of a bad thing. I know the unknown is scary, but we're all in this together, really.
I'd never be afraid of death to the point where I don't do normal things, I hope this guy gets through it/gets help.
