When you’ll just forget them once you die?
I’m not religious. I don’t believe there’s life after death. I think we just die. That’s it.
Now think. Why do you remember? Why do you have memory. Feelings. History. Once you die all of it will disappear, so why do we still notice this. Here. Right now.
Do you remember your childhood? When was you first moment of self-consciousness? That moment where you knew you were you and you remember.
What happened to all your past memories? We just woke up one day, not knowing anything but knowing we knew and we were. We had been.
So why do we still know we are? Shouldn’t I wake up dead? Or in another life not remembering any of this?
Truly think about it. Take a break. Find a dark room and think. Funny how insignificant all problems are all of a sudden.