I have absolutely no fear of death. But I do fear the process and hope it's a million miles from that described by
@wow&flutter
Most of my life I have been a Christian, and always expected being dead would be wonderful: joyful reunions and a CS Lewis-like "rightness" about it all. Over recent years, I took a big step and began to analyse what I believed and why. My compelling testimony and the events it contained were put under the microscope and in every single case, the honest conclusion was that there were better candidate explanations for everything. In all the conversations I have with believers (or all stripes), they generally will not confront such an analysis; a form of denial which I now understand to be the "rock" on which unshakable faith is built. Hey-ho. I now volunteer for an atheist organisation which helps people with the myriad issues they face when taking the same journey as me.
Why do I mention that in the context of this thread? The reason is that I am now (weirdly)
far less bothered about my own death than when I was a believer. I didn't notice the 13 billion years before 1964 and I won't notice the eternity which follows my death. Literally nothing to see here or worry about.
If I'm wrong* and have to be judged? Well if "god" is such an asshole he will judge me eternally for using my mind, then f*ck him. Better people than me have preceded and will follow.
*Here's an excellent video by the brilliant Matt Dillahunty on why Pascal's wager is a model of absurdity.