Speaking from experience, a couple of crashes under your belt tends to dull any heightened anxiety about flying. I also used to fret about how my significant other would cope if I bit the big one but a after a few expensive divorces and a mountain of lawyer bills any such concerns have been removed . Nowadays my sole concern while hurtling uncontrollably towards terra firma would be regret at prepaying my council tax for the year and perhaps foolishly buying more usable fuel than I actually now need.
Lifes for living!