I was not scared of flying until one day while taking off from O’Hare lightning stroke to the tip of the left wing of my plane. I was sitting just on that row aisle side though. For a split second it felt like we stoped mid air. Kind of like when you drive over a bump with your car. After that for quite a while I was scared shitless of flying. But that didnt stop me I probably flew a hundred times since then and now when I do I dont even think about whether I am on a plane or train ( well my be for a bit). Airplanes are incredibly robust machines so my advice is just stop thinking about it and keep flying.