Sure. We're all going to die some day, but I'll bet you still look before you cross the street.
Yeah, I do. I’m not afraid of dying, not dying and becoming a plant is what I’m afraid of.
A plant? You've lost me.
Hurt enough to not be able to physically do things around myself anymore, and not enough to die. Say: a spine broken at third vertebrae. Imagine, can’t even take your own life.