I see that many people in this thread seem to be mixing the terms suicidal, fear of death, meaning in life, and the value of life into one odd concoction. I think this is causing a lot of the anger in here as many people are having their own little augment vs a different argument.
I shall try to be clear with my views and why I have them.
I do not fear my death; I have died once in the sense that my brain stopped all functions save the breathing/heart/ other basic functions for about three weeks. There was nothing that the doctors could do to bring me back. I got better over time but when I look back at that and the years of my life following that event it was as if I had died, but my body failed to get the memo.
After dealing with that and the after effects (I could die at any point either due to a problem in my brain or a seizure that puts me in the wrong place at the wrong time), I found that death was no longer a factor in my life.
The best I can describe it is that I do not fear dying as much as it would annoy me to die before I complete my goals. So death is an inconvenience, a thing that would mess up my plans. I would feel bad for those who felt pain from my death, but I would be Ok with my death, just not the aftershock of pain for innocent people.
So this is not a lack of value of life or a suicidal thoughts/will as much as accepting that my brain can kill me at will any time any place. I would say my view on my life has changed though, not devaluing my life, but recognizing that it is higher risk than most peoples. That plus my view of honor and what is right means I am willing to sacrifice myself for others without a second thought.
When I detach from my emotions I am a cold calculating person who works for what I see as the best solution for the most people.
Why fear the inevitable?