This life's only meaning is the one I give it, and if I die, then nothing happens right? Like on the grand scale of things. It kind of comforts me knowing I'm just a grain of sand in an infinite desert. I'll die, sure, but the rest of you will keep going. I was part of something greater, and knowing that, it feels kind of silly to feel scared of dying. Sure, I don't want to die. I'd prefer to never die. But if I do, I just do. I'm not there to be scared, or afraid. So why would I care? I feel like being worried about your own death comes from a fear of being no longer actionable, or just not wanting this all to end really badly. But you won't be around to experience the state your body will be in, and this all doesn't end with you. It keeps going. And even if it all dies, the universe will keep going. The time to reach heat death leaves time for billions of humanlike species to emerge from just our galaxy. And that's kinda the visual I take. I guess I overwhelm the feeling of dread with the awe of how truly small I am. Idk, maybe this doesn't work for you guys. But it helps me sleep at night.