When I had suicidal ideations, I was also afraid to die.
The opposite is true today.
I cherish my life to the utmost; I don’t want to die for as long as humanly possible. I want to live until one-hundred years old, at least.
Yet, I’m not afraid of dying at all, or of talking (and writing) about it.
In fact, I think about it often. It makes me drive more responsibly. I choose certain foods and safer activities.
It may seem dark to think this way, but, that couldn’t be further from the truth.
I might get hit by a bus tomorrow, but I’m going to be present in every moment right now.
By accepting the reality of your death, you can move past being afraid of it.
Then you will recognize that because your time is very limited, it’s not wise to fill it with stressful or negative experiences.
You will only want to live as brightly as you can, every day, for the rest of your life.
-MF
Matt Fried 
As always: *slow clap*
You are an inspiration.
Thanks Sarah. That means a lot.
I’ve got some material upcoming soon I hope you will like 🙂
Don’t forget I’ll be out of commission for a few weeks starting Wednesday! I’ll try and keep up with reading during my down time, but I don’t know how much writing or corresponding I’ll be doing. Bear with me!
(I’ve got like 2 weeks of guest posts just scheduled in advance on my blog. I knew I wouldn’t be able to deal with posting!)
Sarah; good luck on Wed.