I’m not afraid.

Gerascophobia is the fear of growing old.

I would be consumed with gerascophobia if I was to ever accept that I was getting older, which I would never do because I am not getting older because getting older would mean that I am also getting closer to death, which frightens me a hell of a lot more than getting older except that I refuse to accept that I will die so it doesn’t frighten me at all. 

Got it?