Death is a rough thing to contemplate. I always zone out for a minute when I hear about someone dying, especially if it was untimely, avoidable, or otherwise tragic.

The history of human thought is full of ways to try to rationalize it or cope with it or even pretend it isn't final. They all seem to carry hints of at least one stage of grief. Contemplating death is like grieving your own mortality in advance, because you know you won't be able to do so after.

To me the most helpful thing (not helpful particularly, but more helpful than the rest) is to let it move you to appreciate life that much more while you still can. Maybe even that's tinged with "Acceptance," but ultimately that's the best possible outcome of grief. There's no better option.

This might not be helpful, but then again nothing is. It's all I can say on the topic though.

oh hey so it's not just me who bluescreens at the mere thought of death

Ahhh, yes. I've been through all that thinking years ago. It's a lot to think about for sure.

Can I help you with anything regarding this, being a person which had exactly that happen?