Chocolate gives me comfort, and it doesn't boss me around.
It
does matter to me whether my beliefs are true or false. With my skeptical / apophatic mind-set, I tend to be suspicious even of things that are "obviously" true. IOW, generally don't accept
any factual claim without seeing references to a large body of credible research to back it up. Given the enormous effort I need to put into believing
anything at all, I've got no time left over for claims that are both extremely implausible and completely unprovable.
Nevertheless, I have no fear of death. It makes no more sense to me to fear the vast expanse of time that will pass after my death than it does to fear the vast expanse of time that occurred before my birth. In fact, I spend very little time contemplating the endless amount of space-time that exists outside the limited sphere of my awareness, but the time I do spend contemplating it is generally marked by awe, intrigue and wonder rather than fear.