Thoughts on death

I feel like people with bipolar have a different view on death. Most people are scared of it but too me, I accept it. It happens to all of us. If I was offered it, (if I was in a manic episode) I would probably take it. My brother used to be on drugs, he overdosed many times to the point they had to bring him back to life. He told me that there was nothing and it was one of the scariest things he has ever experienced. If there is nothing, then what’s all this bullshit for? With so much hate in the world right now, it just makes me ashamed to be part of society. The real life monsters are humans and ourselves. I just wanted to ask if anyone else is not scared of death?