Missing my wife, children and my 5 grandchildren

Leaving my kids before they are ready to survive without me.

Don't really fear death but I fear the pain of death.

I fear going and my cat will have no one.

I'm not afraid of dying but it's gonna hurt.

I don't fear death,I just don't want a painful one.

a painful death like both my parents endured.

I don’t fear death. I fear dying with regrets.

Leaving my child

Physical pain I suppose but also leaving my family is a big one. I don't want them to have to grieve me.

Being close to death and feeling like I wasted my whole life... and wishing I could just go back and do things differently.

My son having no one

The process

I don’t fear it at all so what I fear most about it is a very hard question to answer… I guess… I genuinely got nothing. There’s not a single thing I even fear a little bit about dying.

not being there for my family

That Titty Tuesday will no longer be a thing.

Being in excruciating pain for a long period of time.

Nothing

I’m not in charge in that department

Next Question

Nothing. There’s comfort in knowing dying means there is no more fear.

I fear no one being present to pay their respects.

Leaving my soon to be wife alone.

The people left behind potentially hurting...

Pain and suffering

Being in severe pain, alone, and not living long enough to conquer this PTSD that makes me feel only half alive as it is😞

Nothing other than leaving my brother with nobody to look out for him. 🤷🏾

Having accomplished nothing of real importance in all the time I had

That it happens suddenly and without warning...before I'm done with everything that needs to get done...

Being dead.

Nothing. It will come when it comes. 🤷‍♂

FOMO

Finding out that all my memories and emotional baggage stays with me.

And realizing that my inability to fit into and understand most other people social continues.

Basically... trading this shit life for an eternity of watching other even happier people love, laugh, live. In a place i still can't quite understand or fully be apart of.

Nothing gained

The prospect of potentially having to come back here to do this all again.

How it may come about. If I could know that it wouldn’t be through violence, a horrible disfiguring accident or a lingering painful disease; that it would be peaceful and easy, I would likely be much less concerned.

If it is painful, and/or long and drawn out with low mobility, loss of cognition, an empty existence, etc.

What I'll miss here when I am gone. That I will die alone in some state run facility from lack of care.

Not being aware that it is happening.