That's how I feel about my family and most of my friends regarding when I die someday, if I go before they do. I also feel I don't care genuinely for most if not all others. It's like I'm just numb from life's disappointments and trials, but I still feel pain when I cause harm or upset someone. I've just also decided that it's good to be honest about where these anti-death feelings and thoughts come from, and to question everything. The only person I think my death would really affect for awhile is my current love, who really seems to love me. I love him as best as I know how to love, but it's complicated to me as with anything else, things I am supposed to feel and be like don't come as naturally as the various pleasures and feelings.
Maybe I'm just being more honest than many who compartmentalize love and sensuality, but there's all sorts of people on a spectrum, for asexuals to sex addicts, aromantics, pan this, pan that. Sorry I lost my train of thought. But I'm glad a place like this exists too, a welcome counterbalance to the so-called tyranny of the majority it seems, the seemingly unquestioning masses. Admittedly for me, the pain of dying and fear of the unknown keeps me here. I tend to still think something supernatural exists as per NDE accounts. I could distance myself sufficiently from those in my life if I wanted to in order to CTB someday, my boyfriend is really the only one I would fear hurting with suicide, and maybe one friend. Sorry for my verbosity, mental illness or ego issues, many might say. Takes all kinds in this life, viva la difference, no? xD Anyway, welcome!