I remember visiting a cemetery 20 ... 25 years ago with my wife and inlaws. A lot of their relatives were buried there.
It was a big cemetery and the graves went back a long time, and it struck me ... all of these people went through what I'm going through. Joy, sorrow, fear, worry ... worry about death, the afterlife ... and ... they died. Just like I will.
In some way I suddenly felt reassured. Not alone. We're not the first to feel these things, and we won't be the last.
Somehow, it all turns out ok. At least that's the feeling I got.