Hmm, difficult one. I fear the process of death...especially if it involves not being able to breathe. I used to fear not being here anymore...I recall vividly as a child of about 7 or 8, sitting in the car after hearing a friend of my dad's had died, or maybe it was the father of a friend, and all I could do was ask about death and in my mind, death at that time meant total nothingness... just this total darkness.
I spent over 4 years quite closely involved in spiritual studies and spiritual forums etc, so I suppose my view of death is at least at some level coloured by that, although my logical mind could never find enough proof for myself that life goes on. Still, at some level, I do seem to feel that life goes on. I just have not found answers to that which satisfy my thirst for logic lol. I have seen mediums, and indeed ...well, let's not go into that territory as I am past having the energy to debate my experiences...needless to say, with my past experiences, many might have belief by now.
Most times, I see death as a relief from life. I am not one of those who can embrace life and get the most out of each day as my tendency to clinical depression and my isolation make that almost impossible...though Summer makes it a little easier. I suppose my main fear about death is being forgotten...which wouldn't be hard to do as I know so few people nowadays, and to my mind, even those who's lives I impacted or improved during my spiritual phase will forget. I want to leave something tangible of myself behind, that is for sure. That is an aim of mine. Something that will bring joy to others.